Pressure Lupe Fiasco (Ft. JAY-Z)

[Intro: Lupe Fiasco]
Roc-A-Fella
1st and...!
Jay! Lupe!
Yeah! Ugh!

[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]
And so it seems that I'm sewing jeans
And 1st and 15th is just a sewing machine
So I cut the pattern and I sew its seams and
Button in this hustling, then, publicly, I'm Buddy Lee
There's no busting them
And cuffing them is like ushering in the regime
They want me to make Prince pants
But I withstand, I ain't gotten into that
A little big in the waist, two-pocket on the back
Call them Lu-vi's, old jeans covered in blue dye (Woo!)
Give 'em the game, that's like giving chocolate to the fat
Look: how you think I got here?
That's the same game that came through where I lived as a kid
In the bad luck truck and threw boxes off the back
Made me a ripper, deliver like river
Content a lil' more thicker, slicker, yeah!
And they said oil and water don't mix
Now they all down at the beach, washing off the fish
Was Blackbeard 'til I brought the Roc into your ships
Yeah!