This is a song about "Press"

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance

With unless the rest dare press to test till threshold snaps,

24 hours just isn't enough,you just may press your luck

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

And press charges on illegal compresses of my rap game

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard

The pressure when i press up against your chest i'm the, phlegm that stresses, till necks hurt

24 hours just isn't enough,you just may press your luck

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

A coward dies a thousand deaths

Du press so i took breaths

//press play on the soundcloud link.

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