Chorus: repeat 4X



The pressure...

(you gotta find a way to deal with) dealin with the peer pressure



Verse One: Havoc



As a young black teen everyday I deal

with the pressure and mixed up is how I feel

I walk the streets with a fuck you attitude

And when it comes to my peoples you ain't half as rude

Follow the crowd or be a leader take your pick

Now I'm smokin buddha philly blunt style

A frustrated and confused young juvenile

King of the project blues so I choose

To take a piece of the action

But my sober state of mind won't let it happen

So twenty-four-seven it's the number one stresser

Dealin with the peer pressure



Chorus



Verse Two: Prodigy



Most don't understand how it is

in the world of today growin up as a young black teen

I used to dream, of bein a architect

Easier said than done, believe me it's hard to get

out of the projects, without forgettin where you came from



My parents told me from day one

Finish school and avoid all obstacles

But my environment, makes it so impossible

For instance, build a strong social life

Without messing up still trying to live right

Like in junior high, I used to wonder why

Certain females went out with certain guys

Then one day, it all dawned on me yo

You gotta be down, and have it goin on see

I wasn't down with the mainstream or

should I say their team, now I'm gettin steamed

Gotta find a way, to get accepted by my peers

So now I'm sippin on beers

Buyin new gear, nuthin but the best

Forget Levi's strictly Polo and Guess

But how would I make the cash

It gotta be easy and it gotta be fast

Thinkin to myself does that make me lesser

Just, dealin with the peer pressure



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Verse Three: Havoc



Around my way there's a kid that most don't understand

how he lives is it negative or positive

He has a grade A average

But when he's on the streets, with his friends, he's a savage

A freshman of high school, daily attendant

He never got in trouble never did he get suspended

Good little Kenny who would believe

He dropped out of school to start to smoke weed

I saw the signs but I didn't pay attention

Because he got offended everytime that I would mention

The drinkin, the smokin, the low school grades

And sleepin in class laid back with his black shades

Nowadays you catch Kenny hangin in the hallways

With his crew findin more ways

To break out of school, and hit the block and get buckwild

Stay out of the way of a mad child

Cause he's a product of, hell

Kenny never fell but he's gonna fall overall

So let's take a trip to the ghetto

Where Kenny got drunk and bought a burner off his man so

He pulled the trigger and the suicide note right

"I'm glad it's finally over and I'm finally dead

And no more, do I have to feel, lesser, or

deal with the peer pressure"



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