Lyrics Under Pressure - Monsta Island Czars, Spiega, Megalon

Under Pressure

It’s coming together
Step to table fumbling cheddar, rolling triple-6
Now you start feeling under the weather, your skirt’s up
Switch fast, nigga, you’re getting hurt up, lying flat, holding
Six feet of dirt up, blood running thicker than syrup.
Who wanna
Battle?
These tactics like gymnastics on the mattress
Doing backflips, handing out ass-kicks, rap skits can be
Incredible.
You better fall—I bet you will.
Unforgettable
Flavor when competition’s edible.
Sweating who?
Come on
Listen, boo.
Don’t get tongue-kissed in your hot mouth for missing
You better know who you stepping to
Scrap black
Jordan of crack, the black Flash Gordon of rap, Gamma-Ra, b-r-r-r-r-
-rat, ASCAP rap got to crack the DAT
X-Ray's trapped with the wax, turntables in the backpack, Megalon-
-'ll black often at that, I’ve got plaque, blast to that
I’ve got my ASCAP, Black Bastard of Rap—past
That, I’m the first Kamackeris to last to rap.
Gi-
-gan, ask the MAC, abstract disaster rap blast
The track, Dracula the Track Killer flashing the track
Crackzilla, Kong the black gorilla, Rodan slap
To kill with both hands—that could kill.
It’s iller
God.
Iller squad fucked up your whole plans
Speak and make your whole fam hold hands to slow-dance
Peace to King Geedorah, Jet Jaguar busting holes
In your pants
Feeling that
Pressure right now
I’m feeling that
Shame around and around, I can’t go
Forward.
I need a
Boost to catapult me
High.
Feels like
The come-up is way too
Tight
Ay, look at
The Jar-Jar-Bink label-heads trying to play the Emperor
I couldn’t put it no simpler.
This shit is hot, it’s dope like heroin
Cooked at extremely hot temperatures.
Advice to the up-and-
-comers: spit your shit like a ministry.
Sometimes like performing
Dentistry—get your just deserts like pulling teeth in this
Crap, ill, ass-backwards industry.
Word to the wise:
Be aware where you associate, make sure your Forrest-Gump-ass
Attorney got your best interest in heart when it comes time to negotiate
Make no apology.
You will spiritually share trials and
Tribulations.
When the contract come, use a microphone
To inspect the fine print, legally crooked, grimy recording
Language style stipulations
The kid
Was mouthing, how he housing arousing my dick as I’m browsing
Like robbing towns of sons of parenthood wearing blouses
Where’s his trousers?
Skirt’s up, wind blew into his
Mental window, he thought he was invincible.
Back turned
Tried to slash.
K blast kid as his ass K
Met Kongcrete halfway and risen like I
Was in prison, fighting for my givens, my livings.
He find
That Kong is simply driven, Kong is simply driven to
Recover recovery, staple stiches sipping bubbly
Ungrateful snitches, no other than this faithful bitch is
It’s lovely, play the trestle, high in hustle, gears scuffle
You don’t want Kong to touch you, bust you.
Fuck you
Motherfuck you and your shorty, have your whole crew
Singing «Gangsta Lean,» tipping 40s
Feeling that
Shame around and around, I can’t go
Forward.
I need a
Boost to catapult me
High.
Feels like
The come-up is way too
Tight, choking and squeezing my
Life every time
I’m feeling that
Pressure right now
I’m feeling that
Pressure right now
I’m feeling that
Shame around and around, I can’t go
Forward.
I need a
Boost to catapult me
High.
Feels like
The come-up is way too
Tight, choking and squeezing my
Life every time
I’m feeling that
Pressure right now
I’m feeling that
Pressure right now
I’m feeling that
Shame around and around, I can’t go
Forward.
I need a
Boost to catapult me
High.
Feels like
The come-up is way too
Tight, choking and
Squeezing my life every
Time.
I’m feeling that
Pressure right now