STRESS 7ESS ft. OZZZIE Lyrics

What's a quarter to an O

A dime to a nick

Take yo' pick

Better make it last

You got 2 hits

Hit for hit

We the illest dropping hot classics

The proof is in the projects

Stitched like Mitchell & Ness

I rock it on my jacket

Like StressLess on my chest

I digress

Put away the pain inside the trash

Only way to green the grass

In this dried up land

Water your patches & stash it

They gone try to snatch it

A Bad Man came through with the boombastic

It's drastic

Don't ever compare us with fake plastic

I've had it

With the microwavable static

Kick 'em out the bracket

Couldn't get passed the draft picks

They did the same thing with Syd Barret

Lunatic in the hall splattered like relish

Embellish

Every wall inside the building

I'm wielding what you've been shielding

Concealing

Inner thoughts inside of your mind

Brain foggy

Blurry vision gone blind

Is this the reason why

Why, why, why, why

They don't wanna try

FAUSTOE asked me to rewrite my verse

Made something deep, mad with words

Outro like exit wounds

Vulnerable like getting beat as a kid

Ran from fights

Unless it's with friends

Knuckled up we'll see where the quest ends

Iconic, Ironic

And

Smoked & sold chronic

Before the Asian packs

Hydroponics

Panic attacks hit

Here & there

Need it like off like holidays

Suffocate like J holiday

I hate that shit

Trying to center myself

Instead of being the center of self

Eye vs I & ain't always late

Time is coy

Why wait like Red Skull

Change it up like Red Skins & Indians

Keep talking like Minions

Feeling like I got no culture

So I adopted one

Rap shit

Black culture

But accepted

Now cutting up like a C-section

Cutting up like a C-section yo