[Verse 1: Pressure]
She’s young, lithe and homely, wise by no means
Known one guy, she's for his eyes and only
He's a lyin' phoney, leaves cryin', lonely
Separates the pain by stayin' high and though she
Might just O.D., high price to go free
This ain't livin', listen, it's dyin' slowly
(It's got a hold on me) She can chase that feelin'
(It's got a hold on me) Don’t chase that feelin' like

[Chorus: The Mad Lads]
I've been lookin' for
A thing that's good for the rich
Yeah, the blind and the poor
Things that I've been lookin' for
A thing that's good for the rich
Yeah, the blind and the poor

[Verse 2: Pressure]
Sometimes I feel we strive for a life of apathy
Callous deeds, other mindless acts of greed
Ain't jack for free, I think they'd try a tax to breathe
It’s like we fight to remind us that we bleed
I take flight in the night from lack of sleep
'Cause peace of mind's the only time in that we’re free
(It's got a hold on me) And I’ma chase that feelin'
(It's got a hold on me) We all chase that feelin'
[Verse 3: Suffa]
It’s like they try to build you up to watch it all collapse
You try climb out the pit, they try claw you back
Like back in the factory, packin' the shelves
It was hell 'cause the foreman was always harassin' me, like
"How’s your little old music thing going?" Now I’m like
"How’s your bitter old loser shit going?" And I’m right
(It's got a hold on me), and I’ma chase that feelin'
(It's got a hold on me) I’ma chase that feelin' like

[Chorus: The Mad Lads, Pressure & Suffa]
I've been lookin' for
A thing that's good for the rich
Yeah, the blind and the poor
Things that I've been looking for
And I'ma chase that feelin'
Take that pain and replace that feelin'
A thing that's good for the rich
And I’ma take that healin' then
Yeah, the blind and the poor
Stand so tall they’ll have to raise that ceilin', man

[Verse 4: Pressure]
From a young age I was makin' my mark, chasin' my start
Forever ain't enough when you're state of the art
Fuck the haters that had said I’d never make it this far
It’s the pavers that I’d tread to dedicate to my craft
I’ve tailored every thread to bear the shape of my heart
Treatin' every breath as my first and day as my last
(It's got a hold on me) I still chase that feelin'
(It's got a hold on me) Yeah, I still chase that feelin'
[Verse 5: Suffa]
I ride the rails of a vinyl track
Fall into a trance and there ain't no climbin' back
Sit and lose myself in all the hidden loops
They're like forbidden fruits, I'm like, "Can I get a bite of that?"
Gin and juice, I get loose and I write a track
Shivers down my spine, feelin' more like a spinal tap
(It’s got a hold on me) And I’ma chase that feelin'
(It’s got a hold on me) I'ma chase that feelin' like

[Chorus: The Mad Lads, Pressure & Suffa]
I've been lookin' for
A thing that's good for the rich
Yeah, the blind and the poor
Things that I've been looking for
And I'ma chase that feelin'
Take that pain and replace that feelin'
A thing that's good for the rich
And I’ma take that healin' then
Yeah, the blind and the poor
Stand so tall they’ll have to raise that ceilin', man

[Verse 6: Suffa, Pressure, The Mad Lads]
At the start of the summer, I'ma
Come to life and have the heart of a hummingbird
And I can hear the drummer
She’s so ugly but I’m so in love with her (Wake up)
Roll out of bed, throw on some roll-on
Roll up to the studio, it’s got a (Hold on me)
And I'ma chase that feelin'
(Chase that feelin')