I just need this to be all right I can't feel this another night I can't take this I come unglued I might breakdown in front of you Necessary to medicate
You know that I would love to see you next year I hope that I am still alive next year You magnify the way I think about myself Before you came I rarely
Inner city life, inner city pressure The concrete world is starting to get ya The city is alive, the city is expanding Living in the city can be demanding
Only the magical transit children Sing sing a lullaby bah, bah, bah Sitting on a pavement sucking on a long straw It's colorful, it's colorful, but it
We started in the morning, carried well into the night Throwing dirty dishes with all our might Sad commentary on a marriage that has failed I?m at home
You have to learn to pace yourself Pressure You're just like everybody else Pressure You've only had to run so far So good But you will come to
Pride Kept me strong My faith was weak, I could not build upon Their hands Strangled me. I asked if death perhaps could intervene Sweat Burned my skin
Pushing the will Being Alive Well I have been I came far The process of trying to act unharmed It will fade out Thoughts will unwind No longer mine They
No, no, no, no, no, yeah. No, no, no, no, no, brus som gjor deg tysk. No, no, no, no, no, yeah. No, no, no, no, no, brus som gjor deg tysk. Jeg skulle
Sometimes I feel just like Jesus Christ Nailed to the cross, betrayed and crucified A crown of thorns cutting into my skin A palace and a throne and
This is pressure Stay away from me If life is bigger, then what do you see You're no better, no better than me If this is pressure, show me How you bleed
ne gledaj me tako nocas jer u srcu tvoju ljubav slutim ne gledaj me jer muzika svira reci cu ti srvari koje cutim i zato sklopi oci idi jer i tvoje su
You can't see me behind the door I just heard everything you said You tell him, you're saying All those things you used to say to me Who is he? I never
I can't get this pressure point out of my head I can't get this pressure point out of my head I feel it in work, you know, I feel it in bed I can't get
(Andy Sears) Law-- You live by bias rules Law to break Whenever you choose Playing,--only playing Guilty, guilty-- Judge and jury--tyranny Sentence, sentence
You got your feelings Your old fashioned feelings About the world and its ways No retribution No simple solution I think we're caught in a maze And all
you joke and laugh and put me down spit and cuss me with a frown mocking things behind my back do we really need all that hating me for my belief
Verse [Q-Tip] In this American metropolis filled with MC's A Tribe Called Quest came to drop jewels wit' ease Plus make you party, we do this music