I really know how it feels to be, stressed out, stressed out When you're face to face with your adversity I really know how it feels to be, stressed out, stressed out We're gonna make this work out eventually VERSE ONE Q-Tip & Consequence: Yo I ain't one to complain but there's things in the game (And what's your name?) Consequence, I'm tight, burnt like flames (Well why's that?) American dreams, they got the ghetto kid in a fiend Q-Tip: Don't stress that 'cause it's not in your bloodstream Your whole being, comes from greatness, d'you remember? Shatan got you caught in the storms of December And brothers on the block packin' nines like September Crazy situations keeps pockets on slender Consequence: Yo I be on the avenue where they be actin' brand new I'm splurgin' on these Reebok joints for shorty boo Q-Tip: All of a sudden, I saw these two kids frontin' Talkin' out they joints but they wasn't sayin' nothin' My hand was on my toolie they was actin' unruly (Say word) Yo word up, yo I was tight caught up But I swallowed my pride and let that nonsense ride Because I'm positive and seems that negative dies Consequence: Yo we was at the dice game makin' these cats look silly Flamin', steady runnin' off at the Willie Q-Tip: I had my cash mixed, my rent due with my play-dough I gotta see some loot so all my girls I blow Shook them shits in my palm let 'em hit the flo' Kept my eyeballs scopin' for them pigs po-po I got to go on the ave see my parole by fo' But I gotta steady freak these boys like Jojo Consequence: And I was doin' it, 'til I met Ike, Spike, and Mike One roll, they had my pockets thirstier than Sprite Q-Tip: Yo, I know the feelin', when you feelin' like a villain You be havin' good thoughts but the evils be revealin' And the stresses of life can take you off the right path (No doubt) Jealousy and envy tends to infiltrate your staff We gotta hold it down so we can move on past All adversities, so we can get through fast, like that CHORUS VERSE TWO Consequence: You got the NWO (low cash flow) Your baby's on the way (and you don't know who) And cross-town niggas tryin' to (bust at you) Aiyyo they got me stressed out (and you don't know what to do) So frame this Kodak black, and vision to my contact with a poultry scrap, workers get pistol smacked The switch hittin Queens, niggaz liquid sword spittin with raw poppy, and now your first love is krill Your vision of the mil got crept like Hey Lover Tried to rise to the top, you just couldnt recover And all I want is my laceration of the pie to get this whip cream before the water runs dry Niggaz flashdancin yo I dont know why Youre sick of snitchin, she got you cruisin to the pokey like Smokey, the stress be tryin to squeeze out a homey While I be tryin to get star status like Shinobi So we can build a dynasty, just like the Tobys And all I want, is the world to know my steez These money hungry niggaz is seven thirty And got me stressed out like these frog MCs CHORUS Outro. Faith Evans: Dont worry we gon make it (gonna make it) Dont worry we gon make it (oh yeah) Dont worry we gon make it (gonna make it) We gon make it (gotta make it) Dont worry we gon make it (gotta make it) Were gonna make it (we gotta make it) Dont worry we gon make it (we gonna make it) We gonna make it (ohhhhhhh) Dont worry we gon make it (ohhhhhhh) Dont worry we gon make it (gonna make it) Dont worry we gon make it (ohhhhhhh) We gon make it (ahaowwhwwww) Dont worry we gon make it (ahahwwww) I know we gonna make it (were gonna make it) Cmon baby we gon make it (yeahhhh) We gon make it (yeahhahhahhhh) Dont worry we gon make it (were gonna make it) Weve gotta make it (weve gotta make it) Weve gotta make it (oh yeah) Know were gonna make it Were gonna make it, gonna make it, we gotta make it, know we gonna make it...

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