(feat. Sal (P.H.E.))



[King Gordy]

People wonder why

I'm violent. Look at my life

Look at all the things I go through

I hope you know you

are a victim if you listen to this

You're ready to start a riot cuz you're feelin this shit

Your boss is getting on your goddamn nerves, ay?

Talkin bout he ain't see you at work lately, stop hating and pay me

Soon as I get it I shall get in my car

play this song, my main attention is in the bar. (YOU'RE A ROCKSTAR!)

Let me get a try at the cops

Give me that old number seven, Jackie Dan on the rocks

Give me two, give me three, give me fo' here we go

Ready to blow, take what you like and sip it, yo

Feeling invincible. Hittin them switches slow

Drivin off in the night, pretty predictable

And you think you got a worthless life?

Baby trust me, it can't be no worse than mine. No stress!



[Chorus: Sal]

You hate your job, you're so depressed. STRESS!

You just wanna get paid

Stayed on the block, now you're homeless. STRESS!

Beggin for some change and I said

I so hate this, but I embrace it

I can fly... STRESS!



[King Gordy]

So what your wife left ya? I know you missin her

A couple shots of Jackie Dan, man you wont remember her

We'll have a fun time-a Drinkin Budweiser

And some hard lima. Don't bring your wife-a

We came to have a party, listen to heavy metal

Just hope it doesn't start then, hit 'em with heavy metal

I have no fears. I was born in here

I stayed in here. I invaded every whore in here

Me and Paradime passed sipping times

and woke up ordering Jack Daniels and Lemon Lime

People meets us in arenas HARDCORE!

Cost it, slam this until theres blood on the floor

When you're black, pierce your ears. Tattoo your face

You got a lot of youth to waste, baby chose your fate

Quite complainin about how bad you feel

If you that sad for real, go get mad and kill. No stress!



[Chorus: Sal]

You hate your job, you're so depressed. STRESS!

You just wanna get paid

Stayed on the block, now you're homeless. STRESS!

Beggin for some change and I said

I so hate this, but I embrace it

I can fly... STRESS!



[King Gordy]

Get right in the middle, they wont be checkin for demos

No respect I will give you. I'm cutthroat

All the sessions continue just let me help you get rid of this, just

be sexy, give me what you lust fo

The place is shakin. Barricades is brakin

Crazy change like Vegas Insane occasions

Blast from the scully uh

banned from America. Trashin terror

Nigga what the fuck?



[Sal]

I got choices. My voice has been silenced

I fell in love with the hate and the violence

And like a time bomb I tic and I toc

And I'm not gonna stop, like a bomb about to drop

This shit is something we can all relate to

If you ain't feelin it now it's gonna get to you

Now I'm upset about the bills that I can't pay

Barely enough to get me by, feel like a slave



[Chorus: Sal]

You hate your job, you're so depressed. STRESS!

You just wanna get paid

Stayed on the block, now you're homeless. STRESS!

Beggin for some change and I said

I so hate this, but I embrace it

I can fly... STRESS!

STRESS!

STRESS!

STRESS!