The Calling lyrics

Verse One – Pressure
This is recreation, set your station, and get your place in
A comfy seat, pump this beat, Pressure will set the occasion,
For your entertainment I work hard on my flows,
This scene is full of falling MCs I wear hardhats to shows,
And every hip hop head’s a critic, cos some hit the stage hard,
But couldn’t get these arseholes open at a gay bar,

Verse One – Pressure
I once had time on my hands, but now handling time,
Is coping with this life cycle and the mandatory grind,
My sanity’s fine, just falling short of stamina I’m,
Searching for some food for thought to feed this famine of mind,
And when I’m stagnant I rhyme, it helps the night turn to day,

Verse One - Suffa
This is for the heads that’s loving the mix,
My people in the front, all covered in spit,
Batters in the box, Suffa to pitch,
Hilltop Hoods, all up in this bitch,
And we the funk leaders, punks you can’t beat us,
We bump and pump meters, we drunk you chumps need us,
So jump with us, down in the front if it’s,
Your flavour, come get drunk with us,

Verse One – Suffa
You won’t get far little punk cos I bust pure rhymes,
I tear up bars like a drunk on a bus tour I’m,
The hideous, insidious, super fly Suffa,
Ignorance is bliss and you’re a happy motherfucker,
Sucker rock a set; I’m like Bobba Fett with intellect,
I’m everywhere you go like porno on the Internet,

Verse One – Pressure
For many years I was seeking asylum, in the bleakest environments,
Rhyme possessed me, while many started speaking retirement,
So as I rose they all fell in the fashion of yelling and trashing,
For what it’s worth there was no quelling the passion,
Their love was dead, I was writing papes but getting fuck all said,

Suffa
We found this club on a side street, but I was kind of iffy,
We could hear some fly beats, but from outside it looked shifty,
I said this to pressure just before I finished my sentence,
This bouncer came out and dragged us both through the entrance,
This guy was huge and I was stumbling with my speech,
I finally mumbled that we just stumbled in from the street,

Verse One – Suffa
I speak from the heart, but only when I drink,
And I only ever sleep when I’m too tired to think,
Restlessness, the reaction that you will find,
From stress I guess and having a compassionate mind,
I worry bout the machine of progress, ain’t no stopping it,
The forest we destroy and the world we build on top of it,

Verse One – Suffa
I gave birth to half these styles, you should pay me rhyme support,
Like Billy Jean suing Michael Jackson for child support,
Rhyme is thought, what is it? Lethal, Damn you’ll get hurt,
Cos I XL like the tag on my shirt,
I’ll have these rappers easing back, rhyme with a swagger,
Feed your girl aphrodisiacs and hide your viagra,

Cats get served, running up sliced
Every single night and that the way we keep it right
Like that fuckers... (YEAH)

Im just trickin though, Certified Wise in the house tonight
(Certified Wise!)
Oi, When I say Certified you say Wise we say
Certified! (Wise!)
Certified! (Wise!)

The Certified have arrived, extraordinaire extravagant
Beers like confidence, man I drink until I'm arrogant

Verse One – Pressure
I got committed to the pen now my shit’s so locked down,
MCs think I’m doing time for this hip-hop sound,
Debris the mastermind, Suffa’s my partner in crime,
I be the microphone felon, tell them your master design,
It all started when I was young fiending for mics,
Dreaming of heights that I would be reaching despite,

Verse One – Suffa
Let me introduce myself, raise them beers,
Suffa MC, been doing this for more than ten years,
Ever since I was a youngster, I brought the funk for
The love, and for the party people to get drunk to,
Since back in the day we’ve been the major crew,
When I step on the stage it’s like De Ja Vu,
Years of performing, years of practice,

Verse One – Pressure
Be careful what you wish for; be cautious what you seek,
Women are like opportunities; grasp them when they’re in reach,
All that glitters is gold, and sold for green locally,
Life’s a blind struggle that’s why fate keeps tripping over me,
With fines, debts and warrants trust me when I say they serve you,