The Pressure
Little Brother Lyrics


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[Phonte:]
Unh, unh, unh, unh, let it, bounce
Unh, unh, unh, unh, let it, bounce

You know sometimes a nigga get tired of always
Talkin' about shit he ain't got, milkin on shit
Sometims you gotta make use of what you got here, man
We right here, doin it, let it bounce

Use to wish on a star that I'd have big plaques
Big awards right here on the wall, everything that gleam
Lamp shades, back stage, for this nigga askin'
Tay, would you work ten years for your dream
Seven years later, now I see just what he mean
Cuz this is real life and I'm livin' kinda regular
Got a house, got a car, got a wife, [?]
Big Dho, manager, HOJ's the team
You can say I'm satisfied, though I often analyze
Why this rap shit rip my hear at the seams
This ain't time to fantasize, I'm not a whippersnapper
I'm trying to get these crackers for all of they cream
Like Dairy Queen or Häagen-Dazs
Cuz the rap audience like the way I handle bars
Like it before they thoughts, Oh so easily, just like Sheila E
When she was singing Hollyrock, Oh, check out the scene
We ain't got time for your bullshit schemes
Cuz once Tay begins, they say depends
Much bigger than a sword and I'm a lyrical Lance-A-Lot
I ain't gotta dance a lot, check the way I lean

[Chorus: Rapper Big Pooh (Phonte)]
Yes, yes, now! You now rockin' wit' the muh'fuckin' best now
Think of fuckin' wit the team, I suggest not
Real shit, you can feel it in your chest, now
Got y'all feelin' the pressure
(Got ya'll feelin' the pressure
Phonte feelin' the pressure, feelin the pressue
Got ya'll feelin' the pressure
Big Pooh feelin' the pressure so feel the pressure)

[Rapper Big Pooh:]
Niggaz block, women jock on your cock, round the clock
Get it, get it, don't stop, catch you on the rise
Made a lil' dough in this rap game slow
See my video, so they swear I'm movin' pies
Old whip, new kicks, few flicks, same chick
New picks, same bitch, no I'm not a star
Let my hair grow, put my mic game down
This the third time round, I'm shootin for a par
We came this far, and no one assisted
Co-signed, or enlisted, like we ain't gifted
We be gettin' lifted of the beats and drank liquor
We call women hoes, that's if the name fits
Put me in the box, I ain't wrappin' up shit
Made music my career, some of y'all just spit
Homie, just sit back, pay attention
Forgot to mention Hall of Justus is the click

[Chorus]

[Outro: Rapper Big Pooh (Phonte)]
Can you feel that?
That tight grip around your neck, nigga
That's pressure nigga
That's pressure nigga
(Let it, bounce)
Yeah, nigga, Mick I think that's enough




Yeah, that's your new name, "Nigga Mick"
(Hehe, nigger) NIGGER YOU'RE MY NIGGER!

Overall Meaning

The first verse of "The Pressure" by Little Brother is a reflection of the journey of Phonte's rap career thus far. He starts by saying that sometimes he gets tired of always talking about things he doesn't have and he needs to appreciate what he has now. Phonte mentions how he used to wish for big plaques on his walls and awards but now he's living a regular life with a wife, a house, and a car. He reflects on how he's been in the game for seven years and now he finally understands the importance of putting in the work. Phonte wants to get paid for his hard work but he's not just in it for the money, he truly loves making music. At the end of the verse, he talks about how the audience likes the way he handles bars and that his rap career is much bigger than a sword.


The second verse is by Rapper Big Pooh, where he talks about how he's been grinding in the rap game too. He makes a play on words by saying "Niggas block, women jock on your cock, round the clock" and it means that people are watching and paying attention to your every move. Pooh mentions how he's made a little bit of money but it's not like he's moving weight, and people just assume that he is because he's a rapper. He reflects on how he's put in a lot of work to get this far and no one has assisted him, and he's proud of that fact. He also mentions how they call women hoes only if the name fits and how they don't rap about wrapping things up because they're not trying to act like something they're not.


"The Pressure" is about the struggles of pursuing a rap career and how it's not all about money, it's about the love of the music too. The two verses from Phonte and Rapper Big Pooh show that they both have been around for a while and accomplished some things, but there's still so much more work to do. The song also has a catchy, repeating chorus that's meant to make the audience feel the pressure, as if they're in the rap game themselves.


Line by Line Meaning

Unh, unh, unh, unh, let it, bounce
Starting the song with a command to let the beat 'bounce'


You know sometimes a nigga get tired of always
Sometimes tired of always talking about things they don't have


Talkin' about shit he ain't got, milkin on shit
Continuing from the previous line, referring to bragging about nonexistent possessions


Use to wish on a star that I'd have big plaques
Reflecting on past dreams of awards and fame


Seven years later, now I see just what he mean
Realizing the reality of the music industry after seven years


Cuz this is real life and I'm livin' kinda regular
Acknowledging a more mundane, everyday life rather than dream fame


You can say I'm satisfied, though I often analyze
Content with life but still reflecting and analyzing decisions


Trying to get these crackers for all of they cream
Working hard to monetize and profit off of music


Cuz the rap audience like the way I handle bars
The audience enjoys his rhyme skills and wordplay


Much bigger than a sword and I'm a lyrical Lance-A-Lot
Similar to the character Lancelot, extremely skilled in his craft


Got y'all feelin' the pressure
The chorus, emphasizing a feeling of pressure for themselves and others


Niggaz block, women jock on your cock, round the clock
Receiving attention from both male and female admirers


Made a lil' dough in this rap game slow
Slowly making money in the rap industry


Put my mic game down
Focusing on improving his rhyming and lyricism abilities


We came this far, and no one assisted
Success was achieved through their own hard work and talent, without help from others


We call women hoes, that's if the name fits
Acknowledging the negative language and attitudes towards women in the music industry


Put me in the box, I ain't wrappin' up shit
Refusing to conform to expectations and limitations


Can you feel that?
The outro, referencing the previous feeling of pressure


That tight grip around your neck, nigga
Continuing the metaphor of pressure suffocating and restricting


NIGGER YOU'RE MY NIGGER!
A final ad-lib, repeating the use of a controversial word




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