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    De La Soul

    Peer Pressure

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    Добавлена 8 февраля 2013 пользователем Миша

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    Uh uh uh
    Everywhere I go (What happens)
    People ask me (What, what)
    Yo dealer, you smoke weed (No doubt)
    And I just tell em' YEAH!
    Two weeks later, they smokin' weed
    That's what I'm talkin' about
    I ain't here to tell you not to smoke weed
    Everybody get high
    I'm here to apply the pressure
    You, you, you and you
    You and you (Especially you)
    Come down to the den
    I got some shit that'll blow ya mind
    [Hook: B-Real]
    Come here my peer, let me apply the pressure, the pressure
    Come here my peer, let me apply the pressure, the pressure
    [Dave]
    Yo, what up my nigga (Yeah, what up with your world)
    Ain't shit, just got off the cell with this girl (So far)
    Yeah B you know what we about to do (What the hey)
    Come on nigga puff it too, yeah right
    [B-Real]
    Honey draws bees like dookie draws flies
    Just like the weed draws me to get high
    Now I'm not tryin' to bend ya arm
    I just want you to take a hit off the bong
    That's all (Just one hit man)
    [Pos]
    Come on cool it, I'm not foolish
    Quit pullin' my leg baitin' me like cob
    My name ain't Craig and I ain't lost my job
    Don't mind be odd from out the bunch
    And y'all cornerin' me ain't stoppin' me from doin' it
    (If puffin' so bad, why everybody doin' it)
    Man everybody doin' it (Yo come take a puff, style is real)
    [B-Real]
    Let it take ya whole style and feed it
    (Go ahead with that man)
    [Hook]
    [B-Real]
    I got the funk to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind)
    I got some shit to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind, blow ya mind)
    I got the funk to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind)
    I got some shit to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind, blow ya mind)
    [Dave]
    Come on
    Y'all are actin' like this shit is supposed to raise me to the clouds
    [B-Real]
    Shit the clips we smokin' on would make Bob Marley proud
    And he was one of the illest
    [Dave]
    Shit one of the illest ever
    (He smoked mad trees and still remained clever
    I guess ya right
    [B-Real]
    Ain't no need to guess, put it to the test
    Ask ya questions alphabetically
    [Pos]
    OK, hypothetically if I do take a hit
    Do I necessarily have to be tastin' your spit
    I mean shit I ain't shared a straw since the fourth grade
    [B-Real]
    But don't chu' know chick like to smoke and get laid
    Don't be a dunce it ain't gonna hurt you once
    Quit bein' a punk
    Go ahead and hit the fuckin' blunt
    [Dave]
    But will it take a long time to recover
    (Depends on the brother or sis who's puffin')
    Hey stop that bluffin' like you givin' a survey
    And let us serve the hay
    And get yo mind alligned to the ways
    [B-Real]
    Of the master
    [Pos]
    Man I seen a cast a spell
    To many brain cells and sane cells
    A lead to fulfill wants and needs
    I heard it's like a gateway to doin' more than weed
    [B-Real]
    Man I love my relationship, I'm no quitter
    Mary Jane's my first love and I'ma stick with her
    [Pos]
    And when I feel paranoid
    [Dave]
    All ya questions is void unless ya try
    Come on man for once get high
    [B-Real]
    I got the shit to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind)
    I got the shit to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind, blow ya mind)
    I got some shit to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind, blow ya mind)
    [B-Real]
    Hey you don't gotta do anything ya don't wanna
    It's not gonna change you or ruin your persona
    [Pos]
    Yeah but what if I can't stop
    Shit I ain't with bein' no addict (Cut that shit out)
    [B-Real]
    Man, please tell him to stop bein' so dramatic
    Just take a hit and let the weed do the trick
    [Pos]
    But will this make me sick
    [B-Real]
    Come on, quit actin' like a bitch
    I can blaze the weed and you can make excuses
    Now ya gonna smell the smoke my greenest weed produces
    You'd probably like the smell too, ya probably wouldn't admit it
    You'd probably wanna hit too (Come on man quit it)
    Ya clearly in denial (Yo this shit ain't my style)
    How do you know come on, let us give you a trial
    Let's put chu' at ease with these trees
    Power to heal, put cha' mind at peace
    Yeah, increase the level of the highness
    My miss express accumulatin' through ya blindness
    (Come on man hit this shit)
    [Hook]
    [B-Real]
    I got the shit to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind)
    I got the shit to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind, blow ya mind)
    I got some shit to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind, blow ya mind)
    Let me say something
    Just started smokin' (Please don't smoke too much)
    But uh to all my smokers (Smoke it up)
    Yeah, let's get em'
    Apply pressure, apply the pressure
    Apply pressure, let's get em' y'all
    Apply pressure
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