Pressure

My brother stood on all 10 toes and his soul When he hung up I cried cause he went and cried over the phone For those dealing with the pressure, I salute you, we are in the zone What do you know about pressure? Fuck it Designed to go to war when he was an adolescent What do you know about pressure? Rub up Looking at the judge saying life had a sentence What do you know about pressure? Fuck it Pray to Allah to get out or get to heaven What do you know about pressure? Rub up Got a second shot, he ready to be a legend Rumble in the jungle, a thriller in Manila Get killed to be the killer, be a banana or gorilla I'm built for whatever, I go bananas on a nigga Crack a head like an egg, then I scramble on a nigga They say the mean Philly streets will be the death of me Only the top-tier killers can stand next to me I got knocked off, they tried to book me indefinitely But I was boxed up in the clink, chef in the recipe Turn my pain into a diamond, guess the pressure perfected me Shot my movie, these crackers could never edit me Kobe Bryant's pedigree, impeccable bar count Stand over the body and air him to his skull to bounce I do it for those, they say you never see the light of day No retreat, no surrender, keep ripping for a brighter day I remember they told me I threw my fucking life away But I answered the bell and got it the Mike Tyson way What do you know about pressure? Fuck it Designed to go to war when he was an adolescent What do you know about pressure? Rub up Looking at the judge saying life had a sentence What do you know about pressure? Fuck it Pray to Allah to get out or get to heaven What do you know about pressure? Rub up Got a second shot, he ready to be a legend They say jail term boys to men, some men to snitches It's a place where they end your wishes Stay ten toes down, no bend, no bitching You see where you really stand, with your friends and bitches I did 240 days straight without a JP Stuck in a hole, picking over state trades You hear the echoes of the guilty verdict every day It's like the judge shot you down with an AK They say we murderers, they murdering us And I seen the pressure make murderers bust I wouldn't feed a dog what they serving for lunch You gotta smell your celly shit through the courtesy flush And when the war's on, gotta sleep with your eyes open And have your boots laced when the gates slide open Cause the opened the block and he got a lock on the sock And if that nigga catch you slipping, he gon' bust your shit wide open What do you know about pressure? Fuck it Designed to go to war when he was an adolescent What do you know about pressure? Rub up Looking at the judge saying life had a sentence What do you know about pressure? Fuck it Pray to Allah to get out or get to heaven What do you know about pressure? Rub up Got a second shot, he ready to be a legend Fuck it Yeah Uh Black stone