[Intro: Suffa]
DJ Debris can't front on that

[Verse 1: Suffa, Suffa & Pressure]
Well, just plug me in like I was Eddie Harris
Eatin' crazy cheese like you'd think I'm from Paris
You know I get fly, you think I get high
You know that I'm gone and I'ma tell you all why

[Verse 2: Pressure, Pressure & Suffa]
So tell me who are you dissing; maybe I'm missing
The reason that you're smiling or wyling, so listen
In my head, I just wanna shake 'em down
Imagination set loose and we're gonna break 'em down

[Verse 3: Suffa, Suffa & Pressure]
Get it flowin' like a mud-slide
When I get on, I like to ride and glide
I've got depth of perception in my text, y'all
I get props at my mention 'cause I vex, y'all

[Verse 4: Pressure, Pressure & Suffa, Suffa]
So what'cha, what'cha, what'cha want? (What'cha want?)
You're so funny with my money that you flaunt
I said, "Where'd you get your information from, huh?
You think that you can front when revelation comes?"
[Chorus: Pressure & Suffa, Pressure]
Yeah
You can't front on that
I said, yeah
You can't front on that

[Verse 5: Pressure, Pressure & Suffa]
Well, they call me Pressure, the ever-lovin' man
I'm like Spoonie Gee, I'm the metro-politician
You scream and holler about my Chevy Impala
But the sweat is gettin' wet around the ring around your collar

[Verse 6: Suffa, Suffa & Pressure]
Well, I can dream I'm flowin' without no stoppin'
Sweeter than a cherry pie with Reddi Whip toppin'
From mic to mic, rippin' it wall to wall
I'll be callin' out to people like a castin' call

[Verse 7: Pressure, Pressure & Suffa]
Well, it's wack when you're jacked in the back of your ride
With your know, with your flow, when you're out gettin' by
Believe me, what you see is what you get
And you see me, I'm comin' off as you can bet

[Verse 8: Suffa, Suffa & Pressure, Pressure]
Well, I think I'm losin' my mind this time
This time I'm losin' my mind; that's right
Said, I think I'm losin' my mind, this time
This time, I'm losin' my mind
[Chorus: Pressure & Suffa, Pressure]
Yeah
You can't front on that
I said, yeah
You can't front on that

[Break]

[Verse 9: Suffa, Suffa & Pressure]
But little do you know about somethin' that I talk about
I'm tired of driving, it's due time that I walkabout
In the meantime, I'm wise to the demise
Got eyes in the back of my head, so realise

[Verse 10: Pressure, Pressure & Suffa, Suffa]
Well, I'm Dr. Spock, I'm here to rock, y'all (Rock, y'all)
I want you off the wall when you're playing the wall
I said what'cha, what'cha, what'cha want? (What'cha want?)
I said what'cha, what'cha, what'cha want?

[Verse 11: Suffa, Suffa & Pressure]
See, suckers write me checks and then they bounce
So I dig into my pocket for the fresh amount
See, I'm the long leaner, Victor the Cleaner
The illest motherfucker from here to Gardena
[Verse 12: Pressure, Pressure & Suffa]
I'm as cool as a cucumber in a bowl of hot sauce
You've got the rhyme and reason, but no cause
But if you're hot to trot, think you're slicker than grease
I've got news for you crews, you'll be sucking like a leech

[Chorus: Pressure & Suffa, Pressure]
Yeah
You can't front on that
I said, yeah
You can't front on that

[Outro: Pressure & Suffa]
So what'cha, what'cha, what'cha want?
So what'cha, what'cha, what'cha want?
So what'cha, what'cha, what'cha want?
I said, what'cha, what'cha, what'cha want?