Lyrics Stressin Me - Grits

Stressin Me - Grits
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stressin Me, artist - Grits. Album song Dichotomy B, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 01.11.2004
Record label: Gotee
Song language: English

Stressin Me

Can you believe I had a problem early on in the week?
Pressing matters, babbled on, start choking my speech
Then I brought to my remembrance the word we’re to teach
So I said a quick prayer, now my life’s a peach
We deliver, man
Been to all places, in the faces of the creeps that make you shiver, man
Think that’ll make me lay low?
Paparazzi all around, stand my ground, on the scene like Ben and J-Lo, ay-o
Holy Father, when I look at you relief is in reach
Bl-blessings add up like sand on the beach
Often times I’ll slip back
Agony of defeat, it can even hit the man withstanding the heat
Conversation with the devil is a waste of my time
He ain’t even on my level, he’s just blocking my shine
I’ll surrender?
— no, never
I ain’t chucking my kind
What’d he with no pebble?
Gonna run him in line
Even though this job is stressing me, my friends are stressing me, (where I go,
no regrets)
My family’s stressing me, this life is stressing me, (where I go, no regrets)
It’s the Christ of my faith, keeping me to reach my destiny, (where I go,
no regrets)
My God is teaching me
This job is stressing me, my friends are stressing me, (where I go, no regrets)
My family’s stressing me, this life is stressing me, (where I go, no regrets)
It’s the Christ of my faith, keeping me to reach my dest… (where I go)
I feel like I’m in the last leg of the race
I can’t make mistakes, I can’t look behind, I can’t lose my place
I’ve come too far to slack and turn back
I know too much to stop: where I’m at
I’m believing, man, with the little bit of faith that I got
And I’m cleaving until dad expands;
my kids need me to break through
So the curse get broke, and the same thing they don’t have to go through
So I press though the stress to the end of the race
And no matter what I face, I increase the pace
With my head to the sky Ima plead my case to the Lord on high, 'til something
breaks
I gotta overcome, I gotta make it through
No matter what it takes, gotta do what I gotta do
Even though this job is stressing me, my friends are stressing me, (where I go,
no regrets)
My family’s stressing me, this life is stressing me, (where I go, no regrets)
It’s the Christ of my faith, keeping me to reach my destiny, (where I go,
no regrets)
My God is teaching me
This job is stressing me, my friends are stressing me, (where I go, no regrets)
My family’s stressing me, this life is stressing me, (where I go, no regrets)
It’s the Christ of my faith, keeping me to reach my destiny, (where I go,
no regrets)
Even though this job is stressing me, my friends are stressing me, (where I go,
no regrets)
My family’s stressing me, this life is stressing me, (where I go, no regrets)
It’s the Christ of my faith, keeping me to reach my destiny, (where I go,
no regrets)
My God is teaching me
This job is stressing me, my friends are stressing me, (where I go, no regrets)
My family’s stressing me, this life is stressing me, (where I go, no regrets)
It’s the Christ of my faith, keeping me to reach my destiny, (where I go,
no regrets)
My God is teaching me
I gotta overcome, I gotta make it through
No matter what it takes, gotta do what I gotta do to get through to you
I gotta overcome, I gotta make it through
No matter what it takes, gotta do what I gotta do to get through to you
Stressing me
Stressing me
Stressing me
Stressing me
Pressing me
Keeping me
My destiny
Teaching me
Stressing me
(fade)

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