Dangerous D Under Pressure lyrics

Up and out all day can't find work
Can't stand going home either cause my bitch she makes it worse
All we do is curse and fight every fucking night
I remember when we used to be so tight
Got no money for these bills trying to make ends meet
Is like trying to pull your dick out and jack off with your feet
Hard times got me bout to lose my mind
Hard times got me bout to do a crime
Too much time in the unemployment line
Can't stand to hear my hungry little baby girl crying
No real jobs i'm sick and tired of trying
Sick and tired of struggling sick and tired of the government lyin'
Too much pressure trying to cope
It's like i'm stuck in a hole with wet walls sweaty palms and a greasy rope
The harder i try the deeper down i slide
No fuckin' bonnie ya'll this time it's just clyde
Time to ride got my steel on my side
Said a prayer and kissed my little girl goodbye
Grabbed the keys to the olds it was time to roll
Stay tuned for how the rest of the story go
I'm under pressure – don't fuck with me
I'm under pressure – i might snap tonite
I'm under pressure – don't fuck with me
I'm under pressure – i ain't wrapped too tight
I was doin 98 im my oldsmobile
Robery in progress plus caps got peeled

Just knocked a bank now i'm on the run
Got a hundered fifty g's and a nickel plated hand gun
Son – i planned the perfect heist
Stepped up to the teller and was cool as ice
Slid the note her way and saw panic in her face
I tried to stay calm as she went to the safe
She put the lute on the counter i was approached by the guard
I never saw that bitch trip the silent alarm
He grabbed me by the arm and said o.K. Buddy lets go
I knocked him out cold with an elbow to the temple
This wasn't how this shit was supposed to go down
Next thing i know i was squeezin' off rounds
People started screamin hit this bitch in the chest
She might have pulled through if she would have been wearin' a vest
Shot the other rent a cop watched him drop slo mo to the floor
Got rushed by 5 heros – put slugs in three more
Grabbed the loot made a b-line to the door
It was a dirty getaway mashed the gas to the floor
Checked my rearview police in pursuit
Fresh clip steel cocked ready to shoot
If i should die before i wake
I pray to god my soul to take
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