Under Pressure - Monsta Island Czars, Spiega, Megalon

It’s coming together

Step to table fumbling cheddar, rolling triple-6

Now you start feeling under the weather, your skirt’s up

Switch fast, nigga, you’re getting hurt up, lying flat, holding

Six feet of dirt up, blood running thicker than syrup.

Who wanna

Battle?

These tactics like gymnastics on the mattress

Doing backflips, handing out ass-kicks, rap skits can be

Incredible.

You better fall—I bet you will.

Unforgettable

Flavor when competition’s edible.

Sweating who?

Come on

Listen, boo.

Don’t get tongue-kissed in your hot mouth for missing

You better know who you stepping to

Scrap black

Jordan of crack, the black Flash Gordon of rap, Gamma-Ra, b-r-r-r-r-

-rat, ASCAP rap got to crack the DAT

X-Ray's trapped with the wax, turntables in the backpack, Megalon-

-'ll black often at that, I’ve got plaque, blast to that

I’ve got my ASCAP, Black Bastard of Rap—past

That, I’m the first Kamackeris to last to rap.

Gi-

-gan, ask the MAC, abstract disaster rap blast

The track, Dracula the Track Killer flashing the track

Crackzilla, Kong the black gorilla, Rodan slap

To kill with both hands—that could kill.

It’s iller

God.

Iller squad fucked up your whole plans

Speak and make your whole fam hold hands to slow-dance

Peace to King Geedorah, Jet Jaguar busting holes

In your pants

Feeling that

Pressure right now

I’m feeling that

Shame around and around, I can’t go

Forward.

I need a

Boost to catapult me

High.

Feels like

The come-up is way too

Tight

Ay, look at

The Jar-Jar-Bink label-heads trying to play the Emperor

I couldn’t put it no simpler.

This shit is hot, it’s dope like heroin

Cooked at extremely hot temperatures.

Advice to the up-and-

-comers: spit your shit like a ministry.

Sometimes like performing

Dentistry—get your just deserts like pulling teeth in this

Crap, ill, ass-backwards industry.

Word to the wise:

Be aware where you associate, make sure your Forrest-Gump-ass

Attorney got your best interest in heart when it comes time to negotiate

Make no apology.

You will spiritually share trials and

Tribulations.

When the contract come, use a microphone

To inspect the fine print, legally crooked, grimy recording

Language style stipulations

The kid

Was mouthing, how he housing arousing my dick as I’m browsing

Like robbing towns of sons of parenthood wearing blouses

Where’s his trousers?

Skirt’s up, wind blew into his

Mental window, he thought he was invincible.

Back turned

Tried to slash.

K blast kid as his ass K

Met Kongcrete halfway and risen like I

Was in prison, fighting for my givens, my livings.

He find

That Kong is simply driven, Kong is simply driven to

Recover recovery, staple stiches sipping bubbly

Ungrateful snitches, no other than this faithful bitch is

It’s lovely, play the trestle, high in hustle, gears scuffle

You don’t want Kong to touch you, bust you.

Fuck you

Motherfuck you and your shorty, have your whole crew

Singing «Gangsta Lean,» tipping 40s

Feeling that

Shame around and around, I can’t go

Forward.

I need a

Boost to catapult me

High.

Feels like

The come-up is way too

Tight, choking and squeezing my

Life every time

I’m feeling that

Pressure right now

I’m feeling that

Pressure right now

I’m feeling that

Shame around and around, I can’t go

Forward.

I need a

Boost to catapult me

High.

Feels like

The come-up is way too

Tight, choking and squeezing my

Life every time

I’m feeling that

Pressure right now

I’m feeling that

Pressure right now

I’m feeling that

Shame around and around, I can’t go

Forward.

I need a

Boost to catapult me

High.

Feels like

The come-up is way too

Tight, choking and

Squeezing my life every

Time.

I’m feeling that

Pressure right now