Stressed Out - LP Version

Intro/Chorus:

Faith Evans

I really know how it feels to be, stressed out, stressed out

When you’re face to face with your adversity

I really know how it feels to be, stressed out, stressed out

We’re gonna make this thing work out eventually

Verse One:

Consequence,

Q-Tip Yo I ain’t one to complain but there’s things in the game (What’s your name?)

Consequence,

I’m tight, burnt like flames (And why’s that?)

American dreams, they got this ghetto kid in a fiend

Don’t stress that cause it’s not in your bloodstream

Your whole being, comes from greatness, d’you remember

Shatan got you caught in the storms of

December And brothers on the block packin nines like

September

Crazy situations keeps pockets on slender

Yo I be on the avenue where they be actin brand new

I’m splurgin on these

Reebok joints for shorty boo

All of a sudden,

I saw these two kids frontin

Talkin out they joints but they wasn’t sayin nuttin

My hand was on my toolie they was actin unruly (Say word)

Yo word up, yo

I was tight caught up

But I swallowed my pride and let that nonsense ride

Because I’m positive it seems that negative dies

Yo we was at the dice game makin these cats look silly

Flamin, steady runnin off at the

Willie I had my cash mixed, my rent due, with my play-dough

I gotta see some loot so all my girls

I blow Shook them shits in my palm let em hit the flo’

Kept my eyeballs scopin for them pigs po-po

I got to go on the ave see my parole by fo’

But I gotta steady freak these boys like

JoJo And I was doin it, til

I met Ike,

Spike, and

Mike One roll, they had my pockets thirstier than

Sprite Yo

I know the feelin, when you feelin like a villain

You be havin good thoughts but the evils be revealin and the stresses of life can take you off the right path (no doubt)

Jealousy and envy tends to infiltrate your staff

We gotta hold it down so we can move on past all adversities, so we can get through fast, like that

Chorus Verse

Two: Consequence

You got the

N.W.O. (low cash flow)

Your baby’s on the way (and you don’t know who)

And crosstown niggaz tryin to (bust at you)

Aiyyo they got me stressed out (and you don’t know what to do)

Dundali, Dundalow,

Dundli Dundalee

You know I look for trouble but trouble didn't follow me

All I wanted to be was an iller

MC Ever since nigga small as

I grew up in

Queens What did you mosh of the

Nontall (Holla Me!)

I turned my best friend

Quaturem em head what

I'd seen And ever since that day (y'll hear me) things been a mess

R&B goes to rocky, true

I tell and bless

So nowadays

I go and see wifey just to kill me from stress

Lay my head on her breast, sugar definitely knows best

Explaining all my problems to her, gettin things off my chest

A lil hug up squeez up and no more

I vent Aiyo

Sunny, without my peeps

I'd be truely assed out

Making sure

I have my lettercations so

I wouldn't pass out

Native Tongues for believing in me when everyone was fessing

Most of Ja

Mighty for the guidance and the blessings

Chorus Outro:

Faith Evans

Don’t worry we gon make it (gonna make it)

Don’t worry we gon make it (oh yeah)

Don’t worry we gon make it (gonna make it)

We gon make it (gotta make it)

Don’t worry we gon make it (gotta make it)

We’re gonna make it (we gotta make it)

Don’t worry we gon make it (we gonna make it)

We gonna make it (ohhhhhhh)

Don’t worry we gon make it (ohhhhhhh)

Don’t worry we gon make it (gonna make it)

Don’t worry we gon make it (ohhhhhhh)

We gon make it (ahaowwhwwww)

Don’t worry we gon make it (ahahwwww)

I know we gonna make it (we’re gonna make it)

C’mon baby we gon make it (yeahhhh)

We gon make it (yeahhahhahhhh)

Don’t worry we gon make it (we’re gonna make it)

We’ve gotta make it (we’ve gotta make it)

We’ve gotta make it (oh yeah)

Know we’re gonna make it

We’re gonna make it, gonna make it, we gotta make it, know we gonna make it...