Nolay - Pressure - Lifted from EP "Grime, Guts And Glory" available on iTunes and all online music outlets lyrics

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Nolay - Pressure - Lifted from EP "Grime, Guts And Glory" available on iTunes and all online music outlets lyrics

[ Verse 1 ] I'm a shellers, shelly, shell off Took mans head off, sped off (skrrrrr) Left the whole set dead off Life on the edge like I'm out on the ledge With my eyes on the prize and my mind on the wedge All these trees like I cut me a hedge That'll rock you so hard till you feel like you're dead Iris all red, dressed in all red, Irish on deck Danish with specs and a tribal headshave like the Aztecs I spaz for my rep had to go prep take n***as for a ride and give them no s** I guess you all slept I blow cold air with a cold stare who goes there? Get so high I'm in the middle of nowhere Need me an Au pair treat 2 exes like old creps they an old pair Brand new b**hes still rocking old hair big fur coats like I'm rocking those bears I'm on shine like I'm popping those flares I'm on time I'm so ready like where? Morbid and sordid yet pretty like a fresh blue orchid titties better than Halle Berry in Swordfish Everybody claim that they know what a war is I'm screwed up not flawless I find my misery gorgeous I find these c*nts to be boring I'm snoring Wake me up when it's over my bad I'm up but ain't sober I've had one too many at the bar with Elly scud of smelly have some got plenty [Chorus] The pressures applying The pressures applying The pressures applying And we are supplying [Verse 2] If the whole scenes full up of sheep This year then I'm Bo Peep It's year 2000 and get no sleep Getting my p**y eat in a big black Jeep So which emcee want it? I got it so I flaunt it Move ghost in the rave and haunt it My mother should of had me aborted Cause I'm a problem and don't that s**? With the characteristics of a twisted f** Big titties in the front and all these pretty little b**hes Around me stunt My fella loves me long time And your fella loves me long time I've been doing this thing a long time I was in the rave when Dizzee Rascal came down like snow With freezing cold flows like Moscow When Wiley was getting them hyper Ain't no other chick that is live-er How you gonna ask who NoLay is Then talk about you know Grime You are lying that sh** ain't flying Emcees got their heart set on dying It's hilarious mate I'm crying Various areas I am flying I'm notorious not inglorious With some warriors Big drug buying high end It's all fire from my end Prior to frying a spitter I eye him Like what would it be like to try him? I'm joking I'm lying the pressures applying [Chorus] The pressures applying The pressures applying The pressures applying And we are supplying [Outro] The pressures applying The pressures applying The pressures applying