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letra de tuesday night - j-flowz

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[verse 1: j-flowz]
i know ninos with them toasters
b-tches be looking for closure
but they ain’t getting no closer
i’ve be rapping out a cave
i’ve been hustling all day
busy tryna get that pay

still leaning off them clouds
have you ever had a 1 on 1

thats when your soul comes out of your chest
and starts telling you some real sh-t
this rappers be dehydrated
i been hibernating

putting work in like an off licence
no licence
swerving sirens
you know machine he got that flame

[hook]
let it burn
im the man under pressure

mercy to the flamers

let it burn
im the man under pressure

[verse 2: j-flowz]
someone cry for me
feels like i’m getting closer
their tryna f-ck with me
sh-t
i ain’t bending over
sh-t

someone cry with me
i realised the other night
that i could die in this city
like any other black guy

i bought some pumas for the revelation
thats why i do this
i shot down kupid

peace and love
to all my enemies and foes
i’m for ever on my toes
try f-ck with me

i lost my marbles
fell down and stumbled
all praises to la familia
what’s mine is yours
what’s yours is mine
like a diamond in the rubal

see me shine
see me climb
to the top

when i die
engrave those numbers on my coffin

[verse 3: j-flowz]
i like em cl-ssy
a little rachet
p-ssyy with no behaviour
she ain’t got to smoke weed
as long as i can

yes im the main
flier than peter pan
my worlds like neverland
i pray i never land
i pray i never land

this flows r-t-rded
life of the party
i brought my people
you know bacardi
still miss casino

pressure pressure
pressure pressure

when i die
ill rest in peace
its late to rescue

[verse 4: kojey radical]
i feel like
mother teresa and ted bundy
k!ll em’ with kindness and keep the bodies
i’m trying to put a belly on the table
and still get change of the payment
i’m a man under pressure baby
i’m a man under

what?
my iris don’t tell a story?
lets talk. walk
through staircases with heroin
needles that sit next to
monster munch packets
ironic. i guess we all get hungry
i lost appet-te, carrying my nephew
through it all with his eyes closed
this is all to real, all to close to home
hit the roads then home again
another day, another penny for your
thoughts. i’m done with opinions
facts only

i cry sometimes
i’m a man under pressure, baby
i’m a man under pressure, baby

can’t get complacent
can’t see my face too much you’ll hate it

i’m a man under pressure, baby
i’m a man under pressure, yeah
i cry sometimes
i cry sometimes

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