The pressure... (you gotta find a way to deal with)
dealin with the peer pressure
Verse One: Havoc
As a young black
teen everyday I deal with the pressure and mixed up is how I feel I walk
the streets with a fuck you attitude And when it comes to my peoples you
ain't half as rude Follow the crowd or be a leader take your pick Now I'm
smokin buddha philly blunt style A frustrated and confused young
juvenile King of the project blues so I choose To take a piece of the
action But my sober state of mind won't let it happen So
twenty-four-seven it's the number one stresser Dealin with the peer
pressure
Chorus
Verse Two: Prodigy
Most don't understand
how it is in the world of today growin up as a young black teen I used to
dream, of bein a architect Easier said than done, believe me it's hard to
get out of the projects, without forgettin where you came from
My
parents told me from day one Finish school and avoid all obstacles But my
environment, makes it so impossible For instance, build a strong social
life Without messing up still trying to live right Like in junior high, I
used to wonder why Certain females went out with certain guys Then one
day, it all dawned on me yo You gotta be down, and have it goin on see I
wasn't down with the mainstream or should I say their team, now I'm gettin
steamed Gotta find a way, to get accepted by my peers So now I'm sippin
on beers Buyin new gear, nuthin but the best Forget Levi's strictly Polo
and Guess But how would I make the cash It gotta be easy and it gotta be
fast Thinkin to myself does that make me lesser Just, dealin with the
peer pressure
Chorus 2X
Verse Three: Havoc
Around my way
there's a kid that most don't understand how he lives is it negative or
positive He has a grade A average But when he's on the streets, with his
friends, he's a savage A freshman of high school, daily attendant He
never got in trouble never did he get suspended Good little Kenny who would
believe He dropped out of school to start to smoke weed I saw the signs
but I didn't pay attention Because he got offended everytime that I would
mention The drinkin, the smokin, the low school grades And sleepin in
class laid back with his black shades Nowadays you catch Kenny hangin in the
hallways With his crew findin more ways To break out of school, and hit
the block and get buckwild Stay out of the way of a mad child Cause he's
a product of, hell Kenny never fell but he's gonna fall overall So let's
take a trip to the ghetto Where Kenny got drunk and bought a burner off his
man so He pulled the trigger and the suicide note right "I'm glad it's
finally over and I'm finally dead And no more, do I have to feel, lesser,
or deal with the peer pressure"
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