Under Pressure JAY-Z (Ft. Sauce Money)

[Hook]
One man under pressure (What nigga?)
One man under pressure (Every night)
One man under pressure (Not me)
One man under pressure (Get it right)

[Verse 1: Sauce Money]
You can never attack
220 pounds of getting your black ass cracked tryna opposite your back
Weak ass niggas gotta be jokin
My hardcore tone tell me I'm lockin'
Smokin' and provokin' you get broken
I go bananas
I got trophies and banners
Bust heads like scanner nigga where your manners
We flip on tricks fake thugs so don't try to gеt slick
'Cause we can stick in the clip and еxchange slugs
Ain't no delayin nobody playin, I'm sayin I'm slayin
Top heavyweight way after weigh in with Jay and
Talkin the talk and walking the walk cold hawking niggas
Sporting niggas now they supporting the King of New York and
Hear me or fear me, don't try to get near me
You're leery
[?]
I'm sincerely seein' y'all niggas clearly
I'm sorta, blowin' muthafuckas up out the water
On a recorder [?]