Positive Pressure (feat. Kevin Knapp) - Jamie Jones

More Pressure More Release More Relief More Belief More Distance More Reach The truth is I don't know It's so deep I know nothing I used to think Things were so clear I was so near to nowhere I could feel everything in me Pushing for certains But certains are flimsy Rock-solid ground beneath me now tells me there's no ground at all More Pressure More Release Your eyes, your cheeks Your features crease More desire Less deceit Less complex More complete Less Push More Flow Please – Let Me Let Go Get it all out of you Let it surprise you I was in a party, face mostly eyeballs Chin deep in a bag of white lies Saying I'm sick and tired of my own advice I see it now So perfect But so hard to put into practice One step forwards, two steps backwards One soul's epiphany's Another soul's madness I saw the truth in the curls of the vanishing girl Hands like cobwebs dangling Eyes like deep sea dives She said stop worrying man Stop panicking Calmer Clearer Closer Nearer More grounded More rooted Less convoluted More stillness More movement More existence Less improvement More decisions Less solutions Less inhibition Less confusion More intuition More connection More nature More protection More abundance More reflection Less instruction More comprehension More pressure More release More relief More belief More distance More reach The truth is I don't know It's so deep More pressure More release More relief More belief Less Push More Flow Please – Let Me Let Go Let me let go Blast from the past What's so special Ghetto in the universal Well into the road that you came here for Look at me, man I came here past four Look at the pressure, look at the souls Look at the freedom, look at the clones Look at my scars, look at my bones Look at my folks More relief, more push More me, more you Less news Understand how to uh And you taught me how to uh So I came to get true Travellin' mind, revellin' Let you try and rattle them What's true to you What's real? We still stealing wallets from cars Sitting on top of your car We getting lost in the bar Let 'em know More Pressure More Release More Relief More Belief More Distance More Reach The truth is I don't know, it's so deep More Pressure More Release More Relief More Belief Less Push More Flow Please - Let Me Let Go

You can ride all day long Another Myke Diesel production (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I'm back, my music tracks about to sell another mil' My pants stay saggin' from them hundred dollar bills These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel These haters hate but they don't really wanna see the steel Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Had a million in my bank before Asylum bought the deal Before I came I just say the streets wouldn't feel The - that I'm spittin', the - that's real But now I'm like Melo, I'm the king of the hill American dream, I'm livin' that for real Eleven cars later - tell me how you feel Took the diamonds off my teeth And put 'em on my Phantom grill (smile, ha ha) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone Chasing a man you can't see (Mike Jones) So just walk away and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) I used to get dissed by the chicks in the club Now they want to rub my belly, wanna show your boy some love They see me iced up, they be like, "What's up?" Try to jack me if you wanna, I'ma leave you - up Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz Used to roll hatchback, now I'm Cadillac and Benz I used to have homies, now I'm like, "- friends" 'Cause even back then all they did was pretend Now I got my own label Ice Age and I'm boss I'm the mayor of this town with the key to that vault All my cars black on black except the one with thick gloss Got another white on white I call that - rick Rick Ross (Ross) You can ride all day long (Mike Jones) But you'll never catch Mr. Jones He's got a gang that's far too strong (Ice Age, Ice Age, Ice Age) Your friends know it, that's why you're all alone (hahahahahaha) Chasing a man you can't see (you can't see me, baby) So just walk away, and let him be He's got a shotgun so go back home (Who? Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones) 'Cause you'll never get Mr. Jones (Mike Jones, Mike Jones) Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain Hey Now make it rain American Dream, album and movie on the way, baby