I remember the winter of ‘97 like yesterday. That was my first time hearing this. The nostalgia bruh....

rhythm rhymes rap original improv spoken word 

Wrapp me up

PRESSURE

(Intro)
Uh
Yeah
The story of life, though
The story of life, though, you know?
Uh

(Chorus)
Put your fists to the constellations
This feeling inside is a dual sensation, uh
I know I'm speaking to the whole congregation
We pray for peace, but you done learned a lot from hatin', haha
I mean, a spirit did a lot of straining
We ain't at peace, but tonight I feel some changing.

(Verse 1)
Let me tell you the tale of the hands of man
A story of good and evil, you gotta understand.
The Left Hand, that's Hate, a heavy, bitter fist
The one that Cain used, a brother's love dismissed.
Static in the air, a world of pure spite
Always spoiling for a brawl in the pale moonlight.
Then you got the Right, the hand of pure Love
Five fingers reaching for the soul, sent from above.
But in this tragic hour, I've seen good people
Make rash decisions, oh, they do it.
What happened to vision? Oh, they lose it.
They putting on their anger, they casually abuse it.
Text message warfare, the casualty of pride
How they gon' wake up and not have love inside?
I thought Hate was the problem, I guess it's rubbin' off
Hood phenomenon, the David of the block.
Hard to stay righteous when you're fighting on a jumbotron
I'm looking at the world like, "This what you really wanted, huh?"
Why we battle anyway? Oh, I forgot, it's humankind's climb.

(Chorus)
Put your fists to the constellations
This feeling inside is a dual sensation, uh
I know I'm speaking to the whole congregation
We pray for peace, but you done learned a lot from hatin', haha
I mean, a spirit did a lot of straining
We ain't at peace, but tonight I feel some changing.

(Verse 2)
When the sun goes down, it's the tragic hour, the tragic hour
And outta all the feelings that'll fill up the soul
You got rage on your mind, I can see it take its toll.
Why you standing there with your face all screwed up?
Don't quit while you're losing, that's how Hate gets juiced up.
Throwin' fists around, the whole world screwed up
Maybe I should call the Lord, so he can pray for us.
I hit the streets to think, at the block, take a seat
Ordered up some peace, she said you are what you eat, haha.
You see, I always loved that sense of truth
But tonight, you should have seen how quiet the youth was.
The Ali of amity, the Frazier of the fight
It's a devastating right, and Hate is losing light.
Hate's on the ropes now, yeah, down for the count
Left hand, malice, K.O.'d, no doubt.
If I love you, I love you, that's the story's end
But if I hate you... well, we can still amend.

(Chorus)
Put your fists to the constellations
This feeling inside is a dual sensation, uh
I know I'm speaking to the whole congregation
We pray for peace, but you done learned a lot from hatin', haha
I mean, a spirit did a lot of straining
We ain't at peace, but tonight I feel some changing.

(Outro)
Lookin' at my Right, I bet it saves your very soul.
Lookin' at my Left, it'll turn your heart to stone.
Two-fisted monster, with a will of its own
Love wins the title, on a cherry-red throne.
Uh.
Peace.

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