LRC歌词
[ar:A Tribe Called Quest]
[ti:The Pressure]
[by:相生祐子是笨蛋]
[al:Beats, Rhymes and Life]
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[00:19.19]Verse [Q -Tip ]，
[00:47.69]In this American metropolis filled with，
[01:02.57]MC's A Tribe，
[01:03.48]Called Quest came to drop jewels wit' ease，
[01:05.48]Plus make you party, we do this music thing for everybody，
[01:08.20]Black, White,
[01:08.85]Latino and，
[01:09.65]Asian, we cold raisin'，
[01:10.94]The stakes of hip-hop to a new plateau，
[01:13.07]To bridge gaps in generations for future plantations，
[01:16.02]A god-fearin' folk cos we all from the yolk，
[01:18.22]Of one breed, one seed, to good goals we proceed，
[01:20.86]Nowadays I strive to be a very good influence，
[01:23.48]Even though not too long ago，
[01:25.20]I was a truant，
[01:26.13]Now I'm droppin' it on this and many broad topics，
[01:28.69]From man's obsession with money to holy prophets，
[01:31.05]Like Mohammed, yo, you know the scene is so freaky，
[01:33.61]Enemies they denounce me and my own try to sweep me，
[01:36.07]Now I got hip-hop acts posin' like fat cats，
[01:38.94]Lex and a，
[01:39.59]Rolex, Moet and a top hat，
[01:41.36]But what about your contract, slick?
[01:43.07]Is you proper?
[01:43.91]It's time we turned the tables of this hip-hop fable，
[01:46.26]I be strivin yo', tryna bang these joints out my skillet，
[01:48.80]And fulfil it, think about these kids, we can't kill it [Phife]，
[01:51.29]Now every dog has his day, but eff that, it's my year，
[01:53.87]All you gat pullin'，
[01:54.87]MC's could never come near，
[01:56.38]All that bogus type chatter, please put it to rest，
[01:58.94]It's the Phifer from，
[01:59.70]Quest leavin' venues a mess，
[02:01.41]So I even start to (Rap) when you know you have no (Haps)，
[02:04.01]Wit' your simpleton (Lyrics), your light-hearted (Act)，
[02:06.41]Step back, me no have no time for dat，
[02:08.93]I'm blowin' up the spot for all you ras clot idi-ots，
[02:12.07]In a world where you have like a zillion，
[02:13.60]MC's Ninety percent of all you suckers have filthy，
[02:16.47]LPs ***** this, trick that, come on, act like you know，
[02:19.12]I be that up north，
[02:20.08]MC who never chose to play the down-low (His name is Phife Dawg)，
[02:22.26]I label myself as，
[02:23.23]The Boss (True dat)，
[02:24.28]Same height as，
[02:25.00]Little Vicious, yet，
[02:25.81]I'm shorter than，
[02:26.32]Kriss Kross，
[02:27.32]Queens representation, son, you know how we do，
[02:29.19]While Light' and，
[02:29.66]Sha, they represent，
[02:30.83]BK to the fullest，
[02:31.77]I be the sidekick to，
[02:32.71]The Abstract, so get ready for combat，
[02:34.67]Yo, what about about them biters?
[02:35.88]Errr! Me not like that，
[02:37.20]My motto is to wreck shop,
[02:38.45]I do it on the non-stop，
[02:39.72]Come on party people, you must give me my props，
[02:41.95]Cos y'all know good and damn well that the style has been mastered，
[02:44.78]So head for the border you peasy-haired bastards，
[02:47.16]Before I start to put it on ya, come on now, must，
[02:49.28]I warn ya?
[02:49.97]Queens is in the house so all，
[02:51.17]MC's go hold their corner，
[02:52.25]Outro We feelin' pressures in here，
[02:53.69]You know we feelin' pressures，
[02:54.86]Feelin' pressures in here，
[02:56.23]You know we feelin' pressures，
[02:57.51]We gotta stand clear，
[02:58.83]Jus' gotta stand clear，
[02:59.88]Gotta gotta stand clear of the pressure，
[03:01.92]The what。
文本歌词
Verse
，
In this American metropolis filled with，
MC's A Tribe，
Called Quest came to drop jewels wit' ease，
Plus make you party, we do this music thing for everybody，
Black, White,
Latino and，
Asian, we cold raisin'，
The stakes of hip-hop to a new plateau，
To bridge gaps in generations for future plantations，
A god-fearin' folk cos we all from the yolk，
Of one breed, one seed, to good goals we proceed，
Nowadays I strive to be a very good influence，
Even though not too long ago，
I was a truant，
Now I'm droppin' it on this and many broad topics，
From man's obsession with money to holy prophets，
Like Mohammed, yo, you know the scene is so freaky，
Enemies they denounce me and my own try to sweep me，
Now I got hip-hop acts posin' like fat cats，
Lex and a，
Rolex, Moet and a top hat，
But what about your contract, slick?
Is you proper?
It's time we turned the tables of this hip-hop fable，
I be strivin yo', tryna bang these joints out my skillet，
And fulfil it, think about these kids, we can't kill it
，
Now every dog has his day, but eff that, it's my year，
All you gat pullin'，
MC's could never come near，
All that bogus type chatter, please put it to rest，
It's the Phifer from，
Quest leavin' venues a mess，
So I even start to (Rap) when you know you have no (Haps)，
Wit' your simpleton (Lyrics), your light-hearted (Act)，
Step back, me no have no time for dat，
I'm blowin' up the spot for all you ras clot idi-ots，
In a world where you have like a zillion，
MC's Ninety percent of all you suckers have filthy，
LPs ***** this, trick that, come on, act like you know，
I be that up north，
MC who never chose to play the down-low (His name is Phife Dawg)，
I label myself as，
The Boss (True dat)，
Same height as，
Little Vicious, yet，
I'm shorter than，
Kriss Kross，
Queens representation, son, you know how we do，
While Light' and，
Sha, they represent，
BK to the fullest，
I be the sidekick to，
The Abstract, so get ready for combat，
Yo, what about about them biters?
Errr! Me not like that，
My motto is to wreck shop,
I do it on the non-stop，
Come on party people, you must give me my props，
Cos y'all know good and damn well that the style has been mastered，
So head for the border you peasy-haired bastards，
Before I start to put it on ya, come on now, must，
I warn ya?
Queens is in the house so all，
MC's go hold their corner，
Outro We feelin' pressures in here，
You know we feelin' pressures，
Feelin' pressures in here，
You know we feelin' pressures，
We gotta stand clear，
Jus' gotta stand clear，
Gotta gotta stand clear of the pressure，
The what。
