Drop the Pressure (feat. Purple Disco Machine) [Purple Disco Machine Remix] - Claptone

Word to my momma, I promise I gotta go get it Hop in my whip and then be on my way Now I'm coppin' a ticket to Cali My mission, the Valley, the Bay, then L.A. 'Til I finally come back to Miami Passion, a Grammy, a handful of cash And respect from the people who can't understand me, but have to respect it Tired of humble, tired of subtle and being neglected Just me and my message, I'm seeing your best shit Compared with mine next, and it seems unimpressive I'm being directed, and we ain't correct 'Cause your cameras are off and your TV's reflective and black I'm so out the box that I walked right back into that shit Just to show I'm the best in the pack Accept it as fact, I take what is my mine If it's yours then it's mine, no exception to that Word to my homies Word to my homies, word to my homies Yeah Word to my homies, word to my homies Yeah Word to my homies, word to my homies Word to my homies Yeah Yeah, yeah So it's time to bring the pressure up You niggas only my half whole When I'm only half hoping you holding me back So I keep the pressure up Half past fours even if it beats four of you, or if I beat more of you Nigga, y'all ain't got the pressure to match a black hole Get it? Half hole, I'm whole, you have fallen On the pressure, black coal My nigga my rap so under pressure I think its Logic, I match Cole, I'm born Simba Nigga, fuck around I morph into Mufasa Eat a nigga album for dinner It's a four-course meal in a four-door with them 4-4s What I'm spitting when I'm saying your name And a bar had 4-4 times of the nine make a nigga crash and better stay in yo' lane Whippin' up a 16, reppin' up a big team Boy, I need a big ring, playing no games Word to my homies Word to my homies, word to my homies Word to my homies, word to my homies Word to my homies, word to my homies Word to my homies I ain't never gave a fuck one time In the land of the lost, I abandon the law If you ever try to stop me then you won't be standing at all when this brand assault Yeah, I'm the sultan, nigga So if we got a problem, I'ma solve it, nigga Lord Noctis, fucking sovereign, nigga Word to my homies Word to my homies, word to my homies Word to my homies, word to my homies Word to my homies Word to my homies, word to my homies Word to my homies Yeah

Under the moon, under the stars of the weekend And I see you soon So the summer won't end Under the moon, under the stars of the weekend And I see you soon So the summer won't end Under the stars Under the moon Under the moon, under the stars of the weekend And I see you soon So the summer won't end I'm the man with a different view I'm the man that will wait for you I'm the man that in a different year I'm the man that will still be here Oh man, so lovely Earth Oh man, light the view in this Oh man, that in a different year Oh man, I'll be waiting here Under the moon Under the stars I'm the man Under the stars

Chhh, chhh, chhh, chhh Chhh, chhh, chhh, chhh Chhh, chhh, chhh, chhh Chhh, chhh, chhh, chhh Bringing out the holden, shining in the view We've been bored to seldom don't know what to do All these empty lies we pasteurized as truth We're left in the cold, and now it's up to you You've been tricked and you made up your mind Without even thinking All the good deeds you did left behind And the options are shrinking Do you know why we all look the same? The scale of destruction You feel guilty and know who to blame It's the Puppet Theatre The Puppet Theatre Half the population laying on the couch And the rest of us in a constant state of doubt Yeah, they look so neat sized up in shirt and tie But you wouldn't want to be at the rot in the side You've been tricked and you made up your mind Without even thinking All the good deeds you did left behind And the options are shrinking Do you know why we all look the same? The scale of destruction You feel guilty and know who to blame It's the Puppet Theatre The Puppet Theatre Living in a box, no windows to the world Not caught up your sleeve no hate to watch you hurt Let me be your guide to fall off from your cliff Laying side by side till we're cold and stiff 'Til we're cold and stiff

Make love not war And lose yourself on the dancefloor Make love not war And lose yourself, lose yourself Make love not war And lose yourself on the dancefloor Make love not war And lose yourself, lose yourself Make love Not war What the hell are we fighting for? Make love not war And lose yourself on the dancefloor Make love not war And lose yourself, lose yourself Make love not war And lose yourself on the dancefloor Make love not war And lose yourself, lose yourself Make love Not war And lose yourself on the dancefloor (Lose yourself) Make love not war (not war) And lose yourself on the dancefloor Make love not war (not war) And lose yourself, lose yourself Make love not war (make love) And lose yourself on the dancefloor (not war) Make love not war And lose yourself, lose yourself