Låttexter:
Pressure Drop Sounds Of Time

Preach not, our goal is to reach the top Knees drop, I light it up and clean shop Built with better design, clever mind Verbal Tech nine, light years, ahead of my time

Yeah, time to let these niggaz know, son Niggaz don't even wanna motherfuckin' understand Know what I'm sayin'? Time to hit 'em with the third degree

feel like I'm about to burn any second Losin' the feelin' like life is depressin' Generations are burnin' and people ain't the same no more For real 'cause he drops, she drops

're soft as silk It's time to seperate the real from the fake You shaky like Jake And your game always get exposed when you perpetrate Check the Times

[Intro - talking] Like it was before, as usual Somethin different, the boy never sounds the same [Verse 1] Body by Nautilus and you ain't even with

and naturally harmonizing Climb into position wit syncronised things Live from out de ghetto we maximizing Sound o de groove armada we superstylin' Superstylin', we superstylin' Sometimes can you feel the pressure

with glass between us bittering and banging, singing in sanging spinnin and hangin out yingin and yangin whats the big idea? comin with the sideshow mountain act u could always drop

the greatest samurai in the empire And he was the Shogun's decapitator He cut off the heads of a hundred and thirty-one lords It was a bad time for the

at the same time Split the pie with the homie, ball at the same time Any nigga splippin', fall at the same time We all links in the chain, tryin to gain, do time