Pressure is a song from the hip hop superstar Miami, who has garner much success but young up and coming rapper Young hood took a sample of her verse and did a verse for his own spin on pressure. This song is 3:00 minutes long and it deals with things that are in and out of Young hood's control. It's start off with a sample of Miami's version and part of her hook, before YH raps himself. This is another song that didn't go through a lot of public channel's but people were interested in it on the way he come out with the song and "added" Miami to it as well. While it is known that Young is an outspoken person is he going to end up like another battle rapper two year ago that could never break into mainstream. While he talks about his personal life somewhat, with the football reference and if he found a place where there was no pressure he wouldn't be able to handle it. This is the second song from the producers BeatFreakz. The young two guys while with Jordan "They Don't Know" Featuring Miami but also helped with with this one the beat is a somewhat techo hip hop beat.

(Lyrics)

I’m under so much pressure right now
Cuz right now I don't even measure right now
I hope I’m giving you some pleasure right now
Life is a nice lady don't mess with her right now

What do you know about pressure?
Hmm, question is what are you trying to measure,
Is it the will of man, or child
You pick the style
All of us is a child of someone
And we aren’t raise in the wild
Nah scratch that,
you should check my profile
From D-town, repping motor city
Where wings fly red
Lions are blues
steel and metal frames
Rise up to haunt you
I’m talking to young hustlers
Cooking cracks, with old busters
Goons packing them warm toasters
That will pop earlier then a roaster
That deep fried, with hope dried
And hoping the drugs are drier
Church goers biggest liars
Hands raise but consumed by fire
they have the biggest sins
Putting limits on how to win
How to live while be saved
They find what they gave
Was more than a soul, money, or possession
The last ones to do confessions
But look at you to judge what is done
Treating you like a forgotten one
Uh
Step parents get no respect
Always was treated like the suspect
A peck in the world eye
An object to the mass to be unjustified
See one of the biggest lie is look for the meek
But everyone worships the strong
Bask in their glory
And hope they live long
Cause they are the ones that carry
With back wide
Hoping that we never collide
Walking toward in faith is suicide

so much pressure

so much pressure

so much pressure

Back where I'm came from
Got my name the same one
From pressure, it bust pipes
And cracks coal
I tired of being something to mold
Why I won't stop till I'll get diamond
I keep working through and keep trying
I never took the easy route
Never ate what I spoke out
Easy is me Gang banging
Have friends that are out laying
drugged out I know few
thug life is my old crew
Young boy, I told you
ain't nothing easy around
This aint the good part of town
This that place that cops don't show
This that hell white america know
This is run down
gun crown
hollow inside
scarecrow
That why I keep on running
Figure I try to run from mess
but when hole closes one open
if I pop out was anyone guess
No pressure, I had good life
on the right side
Find a place that would accept me
with a smile big and arms wide
would me feel uncomfortable
cringe
controlable
wild fringe
that never sat well
always a struggle
it never fail
walked through my own cell
that Young hood's story to tell.

so much pressure

so much pressure

so much pressure

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