Stressed Out
Intro/Chorus: Faith Evans



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

When youre face to face with your adversity

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

Were gonna make this thing work out eventually



Verse One: Consequence, Q-Tip



Yo I aint one to complain but theres things in the game

(Whats your name?) Consequence, Im tight, burnt like flames

(And whys that?) American dreams, they got this ghetto kid in a fiend



Dont stress that cause its not in your bloodstream

Your whole being, comes from greatness, dyou 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

Im splurgin on these Reebok joints for shorty boo



All of a sudden, I saw these two kids frontin

Talkin out they joints but they wasnt 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 Im 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 babys on the way (and you dont know who)

And crosstown niggaz tryin to (bust at you)

Aiyyo they got me stressed out (and you dont know what to do)

So frame this Kodak black, and vision to my contact

with a poultry scrap, workers get pistol smacked

The switch hittin Queens, niggaz liquid sword spittin

with raw poppy, and now your first love is krill

Your vision of the mil got crept like Hey Lover

Tried to rise to the top, you just couldnt recover

And all I want is my laceration of the pie

to get this whip cream before the water runs dry

Niggaz flashdancin yo I dont know why

Youre sick of snitchin, she got you cruisin to the pokey

like Smokey, the stress be tryin to squeeze out a homey

While I be tryin to get star status like Shinobi

So we can build a dynasty, just like the Tobys

And all I want, is the world to know my steez

These money hungry niggaz is seven thirty

And got me stressed out like these frog MCs



Chorus



Outro: Faith Evans



Dont worry we gon make it (gonna make it)

Dont worry we gon make it (oh yeah)

Dont worry we gon make it (gonna make it)

We gon make it (gotta make it)

Dont worry we gon make it (gotta make it)

Were gonna make it (we gotta make it)

Dont worry we gon make it (we gonna make it)

We gonna make it (ohhhhhhh)

Dont worry we gon make it (ohhhhhhh)

Dont worry we gon make it (gonna make it)

Dont worry we gon make it (ohhhhhhh)

We gon make it (ahaowwhwwww)

Dont worry we gon make it (ahahwwww)

I know we gonna make it (were gonna make it)

Cmon baby we gon make it (yeahhhh)

We gon make it (yeahhahhahhhh)

Dont worry we gon make it (were gonna make it)

Weve gotta make it (weve gotta make it)

Weve gotta make it (oh yeah)

Know were gonna make it

Were gonna make it, gonna make it, we gotta make it, know we gonna make it...