Stress - Snak the Ripper, Outlawz

Yo this is real fucking life ain’t no special effects

No regrets cause we’re all getting put to the test

Knock the wind out your lung like a foot to the chest

This is pain, this is love, this is hate, this is stress

Yeah, I’m just tryna' stay focused, so much temptation

Days I feel hopeless tryna' find inspiration

Bills don’t stop my hustle’s got no patience

Like fuck you, pay me now, I’m not waiting

With a path so dark I want a future so bright

That these niggas wonder why I rock my shades at night

Homie ain’t nobody perfect, we’re all born sinners

But we winners

Outlawz and Snak The Ripper

Against all odds in the midst of the storm

Going against the grain, remain a real form

At a fork in the road, the choice is that it chooses

I don’t make promises, I don’t make excuses

Put my soul on these songs, get to know me through my music

See how I do shit, inhale what the truth is

I’m Makaveli and Kadafi

Keep pushing the law

This a warrior song

Yo this is real fucking life ain’t no special effects

No regrets cause we’re all getting put to the test

Knock the wind out your lung like a foot to the chest

This is pain, this is love, this is hate, this is stress

(Real life)

Hard times struggling, mixed with determination

That’s the recipe for hustling, listen my thug nation

Imma teach you how to hustle in, get you the paper in

Never let them see you struggling, I’ll show you the way if you follow

Can’t never be too scared to see tomorrow

Another chance to be greater than the previous

Believe in us

No, I ain’t preaching I’m just teaching us

Because it’s cold out here and the evil is

Forever

From champion to the lone out scandles liking champions, awe for the street fame

no how no one planed this to playing shit stick to the code fuck the cops on

the block unload reload tear drops in closed caskets for those bastards freedom

is the only thing thats left and we gotta have it and we won’t settle for less

rebel outlaw shit till they put me to death

Yo this is real fucking life ain’t no special effects

No regrets cause we’re all getting put to the test

Knock the wind out your lung like a foot to the chest

This is pain, this is love, this is hate, this is stress

Don’t talk to me about no bullshit, I’ve got problems of my own the whereabouts

of all the fucks I give I’ll probly be alone stress is messing with me lately

won’t leave me the fuck alone whiskey in the coffee cup and take a couple to

the dome you can see it in my eyes and the expression on my face feel like I’m

running outta time and I dont wanna be a waste so I just huslte double time and

never stop raising the stakes just keeping the momentum never stopping for no

brakes every dollar that I’m making going right back into bills trying to run a

fucking bussiness give em something they can feel almost ten years running and

we working at it still on that independant hustle I ain’t fucking with a deal

all these lessons in my life I’m learning em way faster thats why I drink

through the night and into the day after its someone that I love still fighting

the brain cancer so you ask me why I’m stressed Imma give you the same answer…

Yo this is real fucking life ain’t no special effects

No regrets cause we’re all getting put to the test

Knock the wind out your lung like a foot to the chest

This is pain, this is love, this is hate, this is stress