Текст песни King Gordy f Sal (P.H.E.) - Stress
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[King Gordy]People wonder whyI`m violent. Look at my lifeLook at all the things I go throughI hope you know youare a victim if you listen to thisYou`re ready to start a riot cuz you`re feelin this shitYour boss is getting on your goddamn nerves, ay?Talkin bout he ain`t see you at work lately, stop hating and pay meSoon as I get it I shall get in my carplay this song, my main attention is in the bar. (YOU`RE A ROCKSTAR!)Let me get a try at the copsGive me that old number seven, Jackie Dan on the rocksGive me two, give me three, give me fo` here we goReady to blow, take what you like and sip it, yoFeeling invincible. Hittin them switches slowDrivin off in the night, pretty predictableAnd you think you got a worthless life?Baby trust me, it can`t be no worse than mine. No stress![Chorus - Sal]You hate your job, you`re so depressed. STRESS!You just wanna get paidStayed on the block, now you`re homeless. STRESS!Beggin for some change and I saidI so hate this, but I embrace itI can fly... STRESS![King Gordy]So what your wife left ya? I know you missin herA couple shots of Jackie Dan, man you wont remember herWe`ll have a fun time-a Drinkin BudweiserAnd some hard lima. Don`t bring your wife-aWe came to have a party, listen to heavy metalJust hope it doesn`t start then, hit `em with heavy metalI have no fears. I was born in hereI stayed in here. I invaded every whore in hereMe and Paradime passed sipping timesand woke up ordering Jack Daniels and Lemon LimePeople meets us in arenas HARDCORE!Cost it, slam this until theres blood on the floorWhen you`re black, pierce your ears. Tattoo your faceYou got a lot of youth to waste, baby chose your fateQuite complainin about how bad you feelIf you that sad for real, go get mad and kill. No stress![Chorus - Sal]You hate your job, you`re so depressed. STRESS!You just wanna get paidStayed on the block, now you`re homeless. STRESS!Beggin for some change and I saidI so hate this, but I embrace itI can fly... STRESS![King Gordy]Get right in the middle, they wont be checkin for demosNo respect I will give you. I`m cutthroatAll the sessions continue just let me help you get rid of this, justbe sexy, give me what you lust foThe place is shakin. Barricades is brakinCrazy change like Vegas Insane occasionsBlast from the scully uhbanned from America. Trashin terrorNigga what the fuck?[Sal]I got choices. My voice has been silencedI fell in love with the hate and the violenceAnd like a time bomb I tic and I tocAnd I`m not gonna stop, like a bomb about to dropThis shit is something we can all relate toIf you ain`t feelin it now it`s gonna get to youNow I`m upset about the bills that I can`t payBarely enough to get me by, feel like a slave[Chorus - Sal]You hate your job, you`re so depressed. STRESS!You just wanna get paidStayed on the block, now you`re homeless. STRESS!Beggin for some change and I saidI so hate this, but I embrace itI can fly... STRESS!STRESS!STRESS!STRESS!