Correction Lyrics Points & Pressure by Rack5

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Spilling, drilling
The chambers full, I ain't missing
Dig ma shank in, then twist it, two in a day who said we ain't winning
I done f**ked the b*t*h that your kissing
Bro done back the ting it weren't spinning, why?
Free JS, that's my guy, it's a fact that I ride
Step for the kill in the 9 (ching)
Step for flesh and skin
Jakes at the door, don't let them in. Tek me in
Lord knows that I step in sin
Mash that work with a devilish grin, step in the party heavist ting
Should've known better, don't bury your ting
Opps slide through, man circle that quick
Duss man down, done chase mans whip
All black wap no ebony ting, trying to make Marjay bury her kid

Who can say that the gang don't drill, step on the 12 tryna make juice spill
Two opps got fed in a day, sh*t den f**k man we ain't got chill
Still see bread like Tesco Tills
M Way trip and I serve these meals, and I'm still gonna step with smoke, even though I know that smoking kills
Some violent addicts, back it I see man turn, start dashing, panic, who's that, what's that, Ratlin try hop that fence, grab that get splashing
Jump out gang have rentals crashing
Bro hit two with the one in the 9
Can't lie that drills fantastic
Brilliant news when shh got captured
Lying for the fans on tracks
I won't with my nank like Banks
I bucked eman on the 12, he dashed. He left his sliders I left my cab
Why them man lie pon tracks?
Get man down with the 15 inches, really pierce lungs or backs. (ching ching)

I took his weapon and sent him to heaven, swear it will happen in seconds. He got his life back, but he learnt his lesson
Look at the scoreboard, check em
All of my beef gets peppered, reckless done two years in detention
It's a fact that I step with my weapon
Most man I splashed get one in their melon
Main road in front of pedestrians, don't stop chasing till I got get him (Oi come here)
G check anyones bredrin
She shy cuz she said im threating
I don't know about calm and collected
Two hands on the dotts man press it
Anywhere I step that's ketchup, who's that member? Soaky sweater
Should've seen the way we crept up, left him wet up, floor got drenched up
The 12 wet but I left him wetter, them man really should have known better
Beefing neeks, that's points and pressure
Clock my face, avoid, dismember
Slide in cabs in a cold december, splash mans head till the kitchen bent up

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