Текст (слова) песни: De La Soul f B-Real - Peer Pressure

Uh uh uh
Everywhere I go (What happens)
People ask me (What, what)
Yo dealer, you smoke weed (No doubt)
And I just tell em` YEAH!
Two weeks later, they smokin` weed
That`s what I`m talkin` about
I ain`t here to tell you not to smoke weed
Everybody get high
I`m here to apply the pressure
You, you, you and you
You and you (Especially you)
Come down to the den
I got some shit that`ll blow ya mind

[Hook: B-Real]
Come here my peer, let me apply the pressure, the pressure
Come here my peer, let me apply the pressure, the pressure

[Dave]
Yo, what up my nigga (Yeah, what up with your world)
Ain`t shit, just got off the cell with this girl (So far)
Yeah B you know what we about to do (What the hey)
Come on nigga puff it too, yeah right

[B-Real]
Honey draws bees like dookie draws flies
Just like the weed draws me to get high
Now I`m not tryin` to bend ya arm
I just want you to take a hit off the bong
That`s all (Just one hit man)

[Pos]
Come on cool it, I`m not foolish
Quit pullin` my leg baitin` me like cob
My name ain`t Craig and I ain`t lost my job
Don`t mind be odd from out the bunch
And y`all cornerin` me ain`t stoppin` me from doin` it
(If puffin` so bad, why everybody doin` it)
Man everybody doin` it (Yo come take a puff, style is real)

[B-Real]
Let it take ya whole style and feed it
(Go ahead with that man)

[Hook]

[B-Real]
I got the funk to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind)
I got some shit to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind, blow ya mind)
I got the funk to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind)
I got some shit to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind, blow ya mind)

[Dave]
Come on
Y`all are actin` like this shit is supposed to raise me to the clouds

[B-Real]
Shit the clips we smokin` on would make Bob Marley proud
And he was one of the illest

[Dave]
Shit one of the illest ever
(He smoked mad trees and still remained clever
I guess ya right

[B-Real]
Ain`t no need to guess, put it to the test
Ask ya questions alphabetically

[Pos]
OK, hypothetically if I do take a hit
Do I necessarily have to be tastin` your spit
I mean shit I ain`t shared a straw since the fourth grade

[B-Real]
But don`t chu` know chick like to smoke and get laid
Don`t be a dunce it ain`t gonna hurt you once
Quit bein` a punk
Go ahead and hit the fuckin` blunt

[Dave]
But will it take a long time to recover
(Depends on the brother or sis who`s puffin`)
Hey stop that bluffin` like you givin` a survey
And let us serve the hay
And get yo mind alligned to the ways

[B-Real]
Of the master

[Pos]
Man I seen a cast a spell
To many brain cells and sane cells
A lead to fulfill wants and needs
I heard it`s like a gateway to doin` more than weed

[B-Real]
Man I love my relationship, I`m no quitter
Mary Jane`s my first love and I`ma stick with her

[Pos]
And when I feel paranoid

[Dave]
All ya questions is void unless ya try
Come on man for once get high

[B-Real]
I got the shit to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind)
I got the shit to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind, blow ya mind)
I got some shit to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind, blow ya mind)

[B-Real]
Hey you don`t gotta do anything ya don`t wanna
It`s not gonna change you or ruin your persona

[Pos]
Yeah but what if I can`t stop
Shit I ain`t with bein` no addict (Cut that shit out)

[B-Real]
Man, please tell him to stop bein` so dramatic
Just take a hit and let the weed do the trick

[Pos]
But will this make me sick

[B-Real]
Come on, quit actin` like a bitch
I can blaze the weed and you can make excuses
Now ya gonna smell the smoke my greenest weed produces
You`d probably like the smell too, ya probably wouldn`t admit it
You`d probably wanna hit too (Come on man quit it)
Ya clearly in denial (Yo this shit ain`t my style)
How do you know come on, let us give you a trial
Let`s put chu` at ease with these trees
Power to heal, put cha` mind at peace
Yeah, increase the level of the highness
My miss express accumulatin` through ya blindness
(Come on man hit this shit)

[Hook]

[B-Real]
I got the shit to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind)
I got the shit to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind, blow ya mind)
I got some shit to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind, blow ya mind)

Let me say something
Just started smokin` (Please don`t smoke too much)
But uh to all my smokers (Smoke it up)
Yeah, let`s get em`
Apply pressure, apply the pressure
Apply pressure, let`s get em` y`all
Apply pressure

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Two weeks later, they smokin` weed That`s what I`m talkin` about I ain`t here to tell you not to smoke weed Everybody get high I`m here to apply the pressure You, you, you and you You and you (Especially you) Come down to the den I got some shit that`ll blow ya mind [Hook: B-Real] Come here my peer, let me apply the pressure, the pressure Come here my peer, let me apply the pressure, the pressure [Dave] Yo, what up my nigga (Yeah, what up with your world) Ain`t shit, just got off the cell with this girl (So far) Yeah B you know what we about to do (What the hey) Come on nigga puff it too, yeah right [B-Real] Honey draws bees like dookie draws flies Just like the weed draws me to get high Now I`m not tryin` to bend ya arm I just want you to take a hit off the bong That`s all (Just one hit man) [Pos] Come on cool it, I`m not foolish Quit pullin` my leg baitin` me like cob My name ain`t Craig and I ain`t lost my job Don`t mind be odd from out the bunch And y`all cornerin` me ain`t stoppin` me from doin` it (If puffin` so bad, why everybody doin` it) Man everybody doin` it (Yo come take a puff, style is real) [B-Real] Let it take ya whole style and feed it (Go ahead with that man) [Hook] [B-Real] I got the funk to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind) I got some shit to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind, blow ya mind) I got the funk to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind) I got some shit to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind, blow ya mind) [Dave] Come on Y`all are actin` like this shit is supposed to raise me to the clouds [B-Real] Shit the clips we smokin` on would make Bob Marley proud And he was one of the illest [Dave] Shit one of the illest ever (He smoked mad trees and still remained clever I guess ya right [B-Real] Ain`t no need to guess, put it to the test Ask ya questions alphabetically [Pos] OK, hypothetically if I do take a hit Do I necessarily have to be tastin` your spit I mean shit I ain`t shared a straw since the fourth grade [B-Real] But don`t chu` know chick like to smoke and get laid Don`t be a dunce it ain`t gonna hurt you once Quit bein` a punk Go ahead and hit the fuckin` blunt [Dave] But will it take a long time to recover (Depends on the brother or sis who`s puffin`) Hey stop that bluffin` like you givin` a survey And let us serve the hay And get yo mind alligned to the ways [B-Real] Of the master [Pos] Man I seen a cast a spell To many brain cells and sane cells A lead to fulfill wants and needs I heard it`s like a gateway to doin` more than weed [B-Real] Man I love my relationship, I`m no quitter Mary Jane`s my first love and I`ma stick with her [Pos] And when I feel paranoid [Dave] All ya questions is void unless ya try Come on man for once get high [B-Real] I got the shit to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind) I got the shit to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind, blow ya mind) I got some shit to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind, blow ya mind) [B-Real] Hey you don`t gotta do anything ya don`t wanna It`s not gonna change you or ruin your persona [Pos] Yeah but what if I can`t stop Shit I ain`t with bein` no addict (Cut that shit out) [B-Real] Man, please tell him to stop bein` so dramatic Just take a hit and let the weed do the trick [Pos] But will this make me sick [B-Real] Come on, quit actin` like a bitch I can blaze the weed and you can make excuses Now ya gonna smell the smoke my greenest weed produces You`d probably like the smell too, ya probably wouldn`t admit it You`d probably wanna hit too (Come on man quit it) Ya clearly in denial (Yo this shit ain`t my style) How do you know come on, let us give you a trial Let`s put chu` at ease with these trees Power to heal, put cha` mind at peace Yeah, increase the level of the highness My miss express accumulatin` through ya blindness (Come on man hit this shit) [Hook] [B-Real] I got the shit to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind) I got the shit to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind, blow ya mind) I got some shit to blow ya mind (Blow ya mind, blow ya mind) Let me say something Just started smokin` (Please don`t smoke too much) But uh to all my smokers (Smoke it up) Yeah, let`s get em` Apply pressure, apply the pressure Apply pressure, let`s get em` y`all Apply pressure Нравится песня? 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