Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stressed Out, artist - A Tribe Called Quest.
Date of issue: 24.10.1999
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Stressed Out |
I really know how it feels to be, stressed out, stressed out |
When you’re face to face with your adversity |
I really know how it feels to be, stressed out, stressed out |
We’re gonna make this thing work out eventually |
Verse One: Consequence, Q-Tip |
Yo I ain’t one to complain but there’s things in the game |
(What's your name?) Consequence, I’m tight, burnt like flames |
(And why’s that?) American dreams, they got this ghetto kid in a fiend |
Don’t stress that cause it’s not in your bloodstream |
Your whole being, comes from greatness, d’you remember |
Shatan got you caught in the storms of December |
And brothers on the block packin nines like September |
Crazy situations keeps pockets on slender |
Yo I be on the avenue where they be actin brand new |
I’m splurgin on these Reebok joints for shorty boo |
All of a sudden, I saw these two kids frontin |
Talkin out they joints but they wasn’t sayin nuttin |
My hand was on my toolie they was actin unruly |
(Say word) Yo word up, yo I was tight caught up But I swallowed my pride and let that nonsense ride |
Because I’m positive it seems that negative dies |
Yo we was at the dice game makin these cats look silly |
Flamin, steady runnin off at the Willie |
I had my cash mixed, my rent due, with my play-dough |
I gotta see some loot so all my girls I blow |
Shook them shits in my palm let em hit the flo' |
Kept my eyeballs scopin for them pigs po-po |
I got to go on the ave see my parole by fo' |
But I gotta steady freak these boys like JoJo |
And I was doin it, til I met Ike, Spike, and Mike |
One roll, they had my pockets thirstier than Sprite |
Yo I know the feelin, when you feelin like a villain |
You be havin good thoughts but the evils be revealin |
and the stresses of life can take you off the right path (no doubt) |
Jealousy and envy tends to infiltrate your staff |
We gotta hold it down so we can move on past |
all adversities, so we can get through fast, like that |
Verse Two: Consequence |
You got the N.W.O. |
(low cash flow) |
Your baby’s on the way (and you don’t know who) |
And crosstown niggaz tryin to (bust at you) |
Aiyyo they got me stressed out (and you don’t know what to do) |
So frame this Kodak black, and vision to my contact |
with a poultry scrap, workers get pistol smacked |
The switch hittin Queens, niggaz liquid sword spittin |
with raw poppy, and now your first love is krill |
Your vision of the mil got crept like Hey Lover |
Tried to rise to the top, you just couldn’t recover |
And all I want is my laceration of the pie |
to get this whip cream before the water runs dry |
Niggaz flashdancin yo I don’t know why |
You’re sick of snitchin, she got you cruisin to the pokey |
like Smokey, the stress be tryin to squeeze out a homey |
While I be tryin to get star status like Shinobi |
So we can build a dynasty, just like the Toby’s |
And all I want, is the world to know my steez |
These money hungry niggaz is seven thirty |
And got me stressed out like these frog MC’s |
Outro: Faith Evans |
Don’t worry we gon make it (gonna make it) |
Don’t worry we gon make it (oh yeah) |
Don’t worry we gon make it (gonna make it) |
We gon make it (gotta make it) |
Don’t worry we gon make it (gotta make it) |
We’re gonna make it (we gotta make it) |
Don’t worry we gon make it (we gonna make it) |
We gonna make it (ohhhhhhh) |
Don’t worry we gon make it (ohhhhhhh) |
Don’t worry we gon make it (gonna make it) |
Don’t worry we gon make it (ohhhhhhh) |
We gon make it (ahaowwhwwww) |
Don’t worry we gon make it (ahahwwww) |
I know we gonna make it (we're gonna make it) |
C’mon baby we gon make it (yeahhhh) |
We gon make it (yeahhahhahhhh) |
Don’t worry we gon make it (we're gonna make it) |
We’ve gotta make it (we've gotta make it) |
We’ve gotta make it (oh yeah) |
Know we’re gonna make it We’re gonna make it, gonna make it, we gotta make it, know we gonna make it… |