[Turntablism DJ Next] Once again Back its the incredible [Verse 1 Pressure] Once again the Pressures back to put it on ya From the Hilltop, the Southsidell bomb ya Back to prolong the track up in your section Theres no time to watch, thats why Im never coming second My weapons lyric, consider it more than half a brain Raps a part of me like my artery but its my master vein I cast a main, infect it with my verbal venom, might wanna bend it Nonbelievers to achievers and hurtled ascending I just block them like a bridge in this world With a restraining order, Im the sort to, never be withheld I gradually commit battering to your anatomy Cat got your tongue cause you tried to be flattering In actuality a competitors blown away like the head of a valley Thorn proof, so grab me more crew to balance steadier Im way ahead of your man, your tracks are lame I hear you rap for fame Well I can take the weight, I just hate the back pain Back again, like reflector said Dont mess around! Cause not even John Farnham can take the Pressure Down From the inner me, im tired of a beginner to be Making this whole earth sick like an mastic and took Madonnas virginity With that publicity you talk, you took the fall in your walk Tripping on some due respect and learn to crawl fore I walk I come real Jimmy, like Steven Seagle, like an airbag Man, its just a fact, Im forever fat Pressure is back [Turntablism DJ Next] Once again, back its the incredible Once again, back its the incredible Once again [Hook Pressure Suffa] Its the Hoods, were back once again And its all good, but I pack lunches when Step to Pressure, Suffa, its the bomb plan Once for your mind, the Hoods are back on again! Its the Hoods, were back once again And its all good, but I pack lunches when Step to Pressure, Suffa, its the bomb plan Once for your mind, the Hoods are back on again! [Turntablism DJ Next] Once again Once again Once again Once again Once again Once again Once again Once again [Verse 2 Suffa] The Hoods are back, back once again Mix a sum Im about to catch wreck Like a bull in a China shop Coming from a land down under, we are Back to reality wohoo I elevate your mind like your brain was in a lift Irritating and the same as the stain of the spliff On your puffer, Suffa, suffer rock the ricks This lyric kinda fat, like a san with cutripodis Irritation of the sore, imitation of the poor Rappers under the slightly instigation on the law Information is as raw, inflamation of the raw Im writing tense shit thats more raw Thats word to your mother in law You wanna step son? you gotta catch rec son Its that hood shit, step over your own grandma to get some Yet some, refuse to get down when your coming up and I realised Adelaides only good for steady fucking You stuck in the runt, screaming old school Well chump, youre about as old school as last fucking month I been a drunk, wanna get stuck into me? Well, I been rocking raps since your grandma lost her virginity Four infinitely rocking the style from within You cant fight and win, whys that Pressure? Cause youre in for the south, the south side And Im giving you a chance, and your, its like mumps You only get it once So if you front, and kick no flow, heres a life guard Hoods are on again to make MCs live hard [Turntablism DJ Next] Once again back its the incredible
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