Fishbone - Pressure lyrics

Fear is the curse and today's word is PRESSURE Too long to count the worry and the strife Speed Racer, Takin' in that PRESSURE PRESSURE is the fear, PRESSURE is the tear Twist that torcher, torch that PRESSURE Burnin', verbal arm twisting, PRESSURE ear pinching No remorse, no glory I sit in the jail cell and I think about that PRESSURE Thrive no jive, on this mess y'all Female sittin' on my face, no Lord! PRESSURE me, huh but nonetheless This PRESSURE mess, PRESSURE mess is the best PRESSURE Is runnin', Runnin' out of time Boy u better git your a** home quick You shorly lie when you get high On that PRESSURE, PRESSURE kick PRESSURE!? PRESSURE! PRESSURE! PRESSURE! PRESSURE! PRESSURE when I sit down! PRESSURE when I git up! When I sleep at night Nightmares make me fight PRESSURE PRESSURE whin uhm vexed PRESSURE whin I c mie x Prayin' 4 a breather, but whenz it comin' next? Oh this world, oh this PRESSURE! PRESSURE hardened on me there's no help yeh! It's the pear, It's the fear...PRESSURE! Cheatin' out the fat man! PRESSURE joke's only for the PRESSURE folks... Fat man, livin' in a skinny land PRESSURE is runnin' Runnin' out of time Boy u better git your a**hole stitched (a fabricated cover-up) You surely lie when you get high on this PRESSURE! PRESSURE kick! PRESSURE! PRESSURE! PRESSURE! PRESSURE! When your hair's turnin' gray PRESSURE tellin' you to take the gray away Its' the fear of physical processes It's the tear of scalp diggin' hair transplant bloodmesses