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As we grow, walk, speak and learn
We see the world that you burn

There isn't one aspect of modern life that isn't a
Blood boiling, pressure cooker stress

God, you make me feel alive
Telling me all your lies
Feel the pressure fading in
This is where I begin
Fueled by the flames of the past
It's a shame

The present's fleeting
It flows away
It's just a memory
It's not the same
Can't stand the pressure
I scream
A moment recreate (Experience)
Cyclically generate

will bless you
Call on the FATHER when you feel the pressure
Everytime you mock GOD you fail the test bra
If you think i'm lying, read the book of Esther

Askin questions
What is this I'm smoking cause it's pressure ?
All of these emotions keep me restless
Still searching for my dreams
And where I'll end up

Get on the Train

God Street Wine

Red

1996

to come home but she cut off my feet"
And it's all going out of control
Little brother fell down a hole
And we can't fish him out, and I have no doubt

Face down in the dirt with the taste of blood
Can't feel my soul. Did I lose control?
No doubt blacked out. Left on the ground.
Now the pressure

babies
Bust down the door
She was sleeping gracefully
Knee all on his neck
But we supposed to stand for the nation
Quick to make us a patient
Said I

down in front of me
Lay them down for all to see
Here is one as white as snow
Bound to beliefs that
You are bound to go
And with this point sharpened by

me/love/berate me 
There’s Donners in my arteries and Dahmers in my sweetest dreams 
Cut out my eyes so I can’t see them televise our demise 
It’s rage all over

ascension looking inward just to 
Share the uniquest rare me that's there
Breathing air 
Love I seek to share
Move forward leave the rear
Can't lead in fear

Bind my eyes shut with the grout
Incinerate my shell of bones
cll that I sense is doubt

That's a coward's way of life
"Woe is me I can't go on"
Ideology

Bind my eyes shut with the grout
Incinerate my shell of bones
All that I sense is doubt
That's a coward's way of life
"Woe is me I can't go on"
Ideology

never cared
For the likes of different ideas

I had security
Now it's gone
I can't take the pressure
And I don't blame youth
The blame's on you and it

Too Late to Change

Raised Fist

Watch Your Step

2001

might be
Maybe you can stand up and tell how the story that killed so many peoples can be real?
And I feel so disgusted when I see the things I see
I

stack em up and smoke em up 
Again and again 

If you cant stand the heat no more 
Temperature rises 
Put down that heavy load 
Of worries of a world in

for air, as I let you tag along
cnd I can't stand all this pressure that builds within my bones
It's like taking my last breath, while you sail away

to unwind
So much pressure in this life of mine
I cry at times
I once contemplated suicide
And woulda tried but when I held that nine
All I could see was my

Deaths grip on my shoulder
Pressure all around, no end in sight
Teeth clenched, life gets colder
Body and soul, encased in ice

Tormented by my

Here comes a man
With a gun in his hand
Saying we should make a stand
And throw away the government
He doesn't really know
Can't tell friend from foe

police
You seen the violence, you seen the treason, fake patriots upset about impeachment
They pop ish and apologize cuz now they can't cuz stand the (all

expression instilled in ourselves.  
So bleed your substance until the end. 


This Life Is such a merryly game, but they play only by their rules
No I'm not

gettin’ loud, bein’ vocal
Cause real niggas don’t die we immortal
Fist in the air so you know what I stand for
You ain’t wit it you can go and hit the back

Freaky Flow

Ice MC

Dreadatour

2006

rymes tryin' to catch a little somethin' 
The short black dreaded out Hyson Green bandit 
When I catch wreck batty boy can't stand it 
Come into