Tommy Tee - Under Pressure lyrics

[Intro: Son of Light] Ah yeah, from the north sea area Another Deep Green venture Tee Productions in the centre, you know what I'm saying [Verse 1: Son of Light] Eye the item, word sweet chocolate candy hair Buy them, cla**ically flavored rhyems I write them Then recite them, it be the gem with the shine Beats be locksmiths opening my mind Finding my peace up in the hills And people be life from where like mad sk**s This year we treat MCs like pills we swallow Cause their concept is hollow Explore like Apollo 13 TP breaking boundaries know what I mean Verbal mystics, I give you light you try to eclipse it Be realistic, break you in half like a biscuit You should have taken the train but you missed it Now you're all alone on a station inbetween Looking around you all you see is Deep Green Unreal like a fable, it be the Trinity Here to put you Under Pressure with the mic cable [Hook: Son of Light] (x2) (Put these new jacks Under Pressure) One time for your silly mind (Put these new jacks Under Pressure) I put you Under Pressure with the mic cable [Bridge: Sample] Under Pressure they got me Under Pressure Under Pressure they got me Under Pressure [Verse 2: Son of Light] Check the structure of the raw kicks of course it's N-Light-N Did ya sh** like a metamorphosis Always constant like satelittes in orbits That's how we keep hitting you with more sh** Raw sh**, like what you ain't expecting Ill type of flow while my man be directing Brought up in the game by poetry and books Taking the paths nobody else took Nowadays rappers talk blah blah, light says ha ha Then charge forth with some north sea drama And in the end it's all fat though Never wack like works, I rap control like satchmo '97, rappers are retro They need to move underground like the metro And for once f** getting paid It's all about the dope tracks that we made and laid Put you Under Pressure turning cornhead junkies into hip-hop slaves [Hook: Son of Light] (x2) [Verse 3: Son of Light] (For you hip-hop junkies) out there Norway's coming clear this year TP, radioactive, active on your radio the sounds be attractive Try to act up close like Glenn And you'll be a dead man walking like Sean Pen We blend like putting trees in the 16 chapel Competition ain't nothing but crabapple Intoxicating ourselves with nothing but TQ and snapple Stay away from vultures and dandies This ain't the jungle and my name ain't stanley We got a plan b, there's no room for treachery or misery trinity In this rap business something gots to give Yo, we put you under pressure like a laxative [Bridge: Sample] [Hook: Son of Light] (Put these new jacks Under Pressure) One time for your motherf**ing mind (Put these new jacks Under Pressure) I put you Under Pressure with the mic cable [Outro: Son of Light] We didn't come to waste your time on nothing You know what I'm saying TP forever Spreading internationally N-Light-N, Tommy Tee from the woods eternity Reaching out 'till infinity, you know what I'm saying (Put these new jacks Under Pressure) One time for your silly mind (Put these new jacks Under Pressure) Two times from the kid that makes you shine (Put these new jacks Under Pressure) Three times when you try to take my (Put these new jacks Under Pressure) Four times Tommy Tee rewind