Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stress, artist - Snak the Ripper. Album song From the Dirt, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 16.06.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: STEALTH BOMB
Song language: English
Stress |
Yo this is real fucking life ain’t no special effects |
No regrets cause we’re all getting put to the test |
Knock the wind out your lung like a foot to the chest |
This is pain, this is love, this is hate, this is stress |
Yeah, I’m just tryna' stay focused, so much temptation |
Days I feel hopeless tryna' find inspiration |
Bills don’t stop my hustle’s got no patience |
Like fuck you, pay me now, I’m not waiting |
With a path so dark I want a future so bright |
That these niggas wonder why I rock my shades at night |
Homie ain’t nobody perfect, we’re all born sinners |
But we winners |
Outlawz and Snak The Ripper |
Against all odds in the midst of the storm |
Going against the grain, remain a real form |
At a fork in the road, the choice is that it chooses |
I don’t make promises, I don’t make excuses |
Put my soul on these songs, get to know me through my music |
See how I do shit, inhale what the truth is |
I’m Makaveli and Kadafi |
Keep pushing the law |
This a warrior song |
Yo this is real fucking life ain’t no special effects |
No regrets cause we’re all getting put to the test |
Knock the wind out your lung like a foot to the chest |
This is pain, this is love, this is hate, this is stress |
(Real life) |
Hard times struggling, mixed with determination |
That’s the recipe for hustling, listen my thug nation |
Imma teach you how to hustle in, get you the paper in |
Never let them see you struggling, I’ll show you the way if you follow |
Can’t never be too scared to see tomorrow |
Another chance to be greater than the previous |
Believe in us |
No, I ain’t preaching I’m just teaching us |
Because it’s cold out here and the evil is |
Forever |
From champion to the lone out scandles liking champions, awe for the street fame |
no how no one planed this to playing shit stick to the code fuck the cops on |
the block unload reload tear drops in closed caskets for those bastards freedom |
is the only thing thats left and we gotta have it and we won’t settle for less |
rebel outlaw shit till they put me to death |
Yo this is real fucking life ain’t no special effects |
No regrets cause we’re all getting put to the test |
Knock the wind out your lung like a foot to the chest |
This is pain, this is love, this is hate, this is stress |
Don’t talk to me about no bullshit, I’ve got problems of my own the whereabouts |
of all the fucks I give I’ll probly be alone stress is messing with me lately |
won’t leave me the fuck alone whiskey in the coffee cup and take a couple to |
the dome you can see it in my eyes and the expression on my face feel like I’m |
running outta time and I dont wanna be a waste so I just huslte double time and |
never stop raising the stakes just keeping the momentum never stopping for no |
brakes every dollar that I’m making going right back into bills trying to run a |
fucking bussiness give em something they can feel almost ten years running and |
we working at it still on that independant hustle I ain’t fucking with a deal |
all these lessons in my life I’m learning em way faster thats why I drink |
through the night and into the day after its someone that I love still fighting |
the brain cancer so you ask me why I’m stressed Imma give you the same answer… |
Yo this is real fucking life ain’t no special effects |
No regrets cause we’re all getting put to the test |
Knock the wind out your lung like a foot to the chest |
This is pain, this is love, this is hate, this is stress |