Under Pressure

Ooh (red light, blue light)
Ooh (red light, blue light)

Baby
Police pull up 'round two o'clock
And they shining that white light inside my crib
What they doing? Uh
I told my brother don't start no confusion
It's a crooked institution
They won't say, "how you doing, black man?"
"How do you stand
With all of that trauma inside of your head?"
How they doing black men
How do they stand?
With all of that trauma and blood on they hands?

How they do it?
I just wanna ask how they do it?
How they sleep at night? Man, how they do it?
They don't never ask how we doing
'Cause this world right now is

Under pressure
I done prayed so much that God's tired of me
Under pressure
I got carpet burns on both of my knees
Under pressure
How this check supposed to cover my bills?
Under pressure
Fuck your therapist, ain't got time to heal

If you can't take the heat then get your ass out the kitchen
Petitions, they say that we bitchin'
If you can't take the heat then get your ass out the kitchen
Protesting they ain't learned they lesson

How you doing?
How you doing, black man?
Let me ask how ya doing?
Ooh, how ya doing?

When's the last time you cried to somebody?
When's the last time you talked to somebody?
When's the last time you cried to somebody?
When's the last time you talked to somebody?

Yeah, under pressure

Did I always wanted to be a mom? (Yeah)
Did I always wanted to be a mom?
Truthfully, no, not back then
But, being a mom has been one of the most rewarding things
That has ever happened in my life
I mean, I love being a mom
You pretty good at it, mama
Why thank you, Kirby
Yeah, yeah