Stressed Out (Letra)

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Intro/chorus: faith evans

I really know how it feels to be, stressed out, stressed out
When you’re face to face with your adversity
I really know how it feels to be, stressed out, stressed out
We’re gonna make this thing work out eventually

Verse one: consequence, q-tip

Yo i ain’t one to complain but there’s things in the game
(what’s your name?) consequence, i’m tight, burnt like flames
(and why’s that?) american dreams, they got this ghetto kid in a fiend

Don’t stress that cause it’s not in your bloodstream
Your whole being, comes from greatness, d’you remember
Shatan got you caught in the storms of december
And brothers on the block packin nines like september
Crazy situations keeps pockets on slender

Yo i be on the avenue where they be actin brand new
I’m splurgin on these reebok joints for shorty boo

All of a sudden, i saw these two kids frontin
Talkin out they joints but they wasn’t sayin nuttin
My hand was on my toolie they was actin unruly
(say word) yo word up, yo i was tight caught up
But i swallowed my pride and let that nonsense ride
Because i’m positive it seems that negative dies

Yo we was at the dice game makin these cats look silly
Flamin, steady runnin off at the willie

I had my cash mixed, my rent due, with my play-dough
I gotta see some loot so all my girls i blow
Shook them shits in my palm let em hit the flo’
Kept my eyeballs scopin for them pigs po-po
I got to go on the ave see my parole by fo’
But i gotta steady freak these boys like jojo

And i was doin it, til i met ike, spike, and mike
One roll, they had my pockets thirstier than sprite

Yo i know the feelin, when you feelin like a villain
You be havin good thoughts but the evils be revealin
And the stresses of life can take you off the right path (no doubt)
Jealousy and envy tends to infiltrate your staff
We gotta hold it down so we can move on past
All adversities, so we can get through fast, like that

Chorus

Verse two: consequence

You got the n.w.o. (low cash flow)
Your baby’s on the way (and you don’t know who)
And crosstown niggaz tryin to (bust at you)
Aiyyo they got me stressed out (and you don’t know what to do)
So frame this kodak black, and vision to my contact
With a poultry scrap, workers get pistol smacked
The switch hittin queens, niggaz liquid sword spittin
With raw poppy, and now your first love is krill
Your vision of the mil got crept like hey lover
Tried to rise to the top, you just couldn’t recover
And all i want is my laceration of the pie
To get this whip cream before the water runs dry
Niggaz flashdancin yo i don’t know why
You’re sick of snitchin, she got you cruisin to the pokey
Like smokey, the stress be tryin to squeeze out a homey
While i be tryin to get star status like shinobi
So we can build a dynasty, just like the toby’s
And all i want, is the world to know my steez
These money hungry niggaz is seven thirty
And got me stressed out like these frog mc’s

Chorus

Outro: faith evans

Don’t worry we gon make it (gonna make it)
Don’t worry we gon make it (oh yeah)
Don’t worry we gon make it (gonna make it)
We gon make it (gotta make it)
Don’t worry we gon make it (gotta make it)
We’re gonna make it (we gotta make it)
Don’t worry we gon make it (we gonna make it)
We gonna make it (ohhhhhhh)
Don’t worry we gon make it (ohhhhhhh)
Don’t worry we gon make it (gonna make it)
Don’t worry we gon make it (ohhhhhhh)
We gon make it (ahaowwhwwww)
Don’t worry we gon make it (ahahwwww)
I know we gonna make it (we’re gonna make it)
C’mon baby we gon make it (yeahhhh)
We gon make it (yeahhahhahhhh)
Don’t worry we gon make it (we’re gonna make it)
We’ve gotta make it (we’ve gotta make it)
We’ve gotta make it (oh yeah)
Know we’re gonna make it
We’re gonna make it, gonna make it, we gotta make it, know we gonna make it…

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Stressed Out (Letra)

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Intro/chorus: faith evans

I really know how it feels to be, stressed out, stressed out
When you’re face to face with your adversity
I really know how it feels to be, stressed out, stressed out
We’re gonna make this thing work out eventually

Verse one: consequence, q-tip

Yo i ain’t one to complain but there’s things in the game
(what’s your name?) consequence, i’m tight, burnt like flames
(and why’s that?) american dreams, they got this ghetto kid in a fiend

Don’t stress that cause it’s not in your bloodstream
Your whole being, comes from greatness, d’you remember
Shatan got you caught in the storms of december
And brothers on the block packin nines like september
Crazy situations keeps pockets on slender

Yo i be on the avenue where they be actin brand new
I’m splurgin on these reebok joints for shorty boo

All of a sudden, i saw these two kids frontin
Talkin out they joints but they wasn’t sayin nuttin
My hand was on my toolie they was actin unruly
(say word) yo word up, yo i was tight caught up
But i swallowed my pride and let that nonsense ride
Because i’m positive it seems that negative dies

Yo we was at the dice game makin these cats look silly
Flamin, steady runnin off at the willie

I had my cash mixed, my rent due, with my play-dough
I gotta see some loot so all my girls i blow
Shook them shits in my palm let em hit the flo’
Kept my eyeballs scopin for them pigs po-po
I got to go on the ave see my parole by fo’
But i gotta steady freak these boys like jojo

And i was doin it, til i met ike, spike, and mike
One roll, they had my pockets thirstier than sprite

Yo i know the feelin, when you feelin like a villain
You be havin good thoughts but the evils be revealin
And the stresses of life can take you off the right path (no doubt)
Jealousy and envy tends to infiltrate your staff
We gotta hold it down so we can move on past
All adversities, so we can get through fast, like that

Chorus

Verse two: consequence

You got the n.w.o. (low cash flow)
Your baby’s on the way (and you don’t know who)
And crosstown niggaz tryin to (bust at you)
Aiyyo they got me stressed out (and you don’t know what to do)
So frame this kodak black, and vision to my contact
With a poultry scrap, workers get pistol smacked
The switch hittin queens, niggaz liquid sword spittin
With raw poppy, and now your first love is krill
Your vision of the mil got crept like hey lover
Tried to rise to the top, you just couldn’t recover
And all i want is my laceration of the pie
To get this whip cream before the water runs dry
Niggaz flashdancin yo i don’t know why
You’re sick of snitchin, she got you cruisin to the pokey
Like smokey, the stress be tryin to squeeze out a homey
While i be tryin to get star status like shinobi
So we can build a dynasty, just like the toby’s
And all i want, is the world to know my steez
These money hungry niggaz is seven thirty
And got me stressed out like these frog mc’s

Chorus

Outro: faith evans

Don’t worry we gon make it (gonna make it)
Don’t worry we gon make it (oh yeah)
Don’t worry we gon make it (gonna make it)
We gon make it (gotta make it)
Don’t worry we gon make it (gotta make it)
We’re gonna make it (we gotta make it)
Don’t worry we gon make it (we gonna make it)
We gonna make it (ohhhhhhh)
Don’t worry we gon make it (ohhhhhhh)
Don’t worry we gon make it (gonna make it)
Don’t worry we gon make it (ohhhhhhh)
We gon make it (ahaowwhwwww)
Don’t worry we gon make it (ahahwwww)
I know we gonna make it (we’re gonna make it)
C’mon baby we gon make it (yeahhhh)
We gon make it (yeahhahhahhhh)
Don’t worry we gon make it (we’re gonna make it)
We’ve gotta make it (we’ve gotta make it)
We’ve gotta make it (oh yeah)
Know we’re gonna make it
We’re gonna make it, gonna make it, we gotta make it, know we gonna make it…

Stressed Out (Letra)

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(make you dreams come true)
No noooo hooo ooo ooo oo ooh oooh ohhh ooooh oooh ooh
You so busy
Worryin’ bout
All of the thing you can to do nothing about
Maybe its time to change your route
Instead of pluggin in so much
You should look out
You have so many things to smile about
Like love
For all the things you have ever dreamed
It could work out
So don’t stress out (oh baby)
It will happen if its meant to be
So don’t stress out
Things could work out baby
We go ‘round mmm
Only once
Don’t waste you time not having fun
You should live your life, its all you got
Like its always better to live than not
You have so many things to smile about
Like love

Chorus x 2

Laid back in my arms
Is where you belong
Sunshine will defeat the storm
At the end of the day

Chorus x 2

So don’t stress out
Things could work out baby

Chorus

Stressed Out (Letra)

Twenty One Pilots

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I wish I found some better sounds
No one’s ever heard
I wish I had a better voice
That sang some better words
I wish I found some chords
In an order that is new
I wish I didn’t have to
Rhyme every time I sang

I was told when I get older
All my fears would shrink
But now I’m insecure
And I care what people think

My name’s blurryface
And I care what you think
My name’s blurryface
And I care what you think

Wish we could turn back time
To the good old days
When our momma sang us to sleep
But now we’re stressed out
Wish we could turn back time
To the good old days
When our momma sang us to sleep
But now we’re stressed out

We’re stressed out

Sometimes a certain smell
Will take me back to when I was young
How come I’m never able to
Identify where it’s coming from?
I’d make a candle out of it
If I ever found it
Try to sell it, never sell out of it
I’d probably only sell one

It’d be to my brother
‘cause we have the same nose
Same clothes, homegrown
A stone’s throw from a creek
We used to roam
But it would remind us
Of when nothing really mattered
Out of student loans
And treehouse homes
We all would take the latter

My name’s blurryface
And I care what you think
My name’s blurryface
And I care what you think

Wish we could turn back time
To the good old days
When our momma sang us to sleep
But now we’re stressed out
Wish we could turn back time
To the good old days
When our momma sang us to sleep
But now we’re stressed out

We used to play pretend
Give each other different names
We would build a rocket ship
And then we’d fly it far away
Used to dream of outer space
But now they’re laughing at our face
Saying: wake up, you need to make money
Yo

We used to play pretend
Give each other different names
We would build a rocket ship
And then we’d fly it far away
Used to dream of outer space
But now they’re laughing at our face
Saying: wake up, you need to make money
Yo

Wish we could turn back time
To the good old days
When our momma sang us to sleep
But now we’re stressed out
Wish we could turn back time
To the good old days
When our momma sang us to sleep
But now we’re stressed out

Used to play pretend
Used to play pretend, bunny
We used to play pretend
Wake up, you need the money
Used to play pretend
Used to play pretend, bunny
We used to play pretend
Wake up, you need the money
We used to play pretend
Give each other different names
We would build a rocket ship
And then we’d fly it far away
Used to dream of outer space
But now they’re laughing at our face
Saying: wake up, you need to make money
Yo

Stressed Out (Letra)

Puddle Of Mudd

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Your hair looks like
it’s falling out
left in the comb
it won’t come off
your head hangs low
your legs get weak
leftovers on the tabletop

and I’m so stressed out yeah

you lift your arms
over your head
and run your fingers
through what’s left
you eye’s tear up
your stomach burns
your upside down
start to invert

and I’m so stressed out yeah
invert

so yo keep on living
but everything still falls apart
keep bing who your being
and it keeps on fallng out

save yourself
I’m on my last nerve
save your self
put on your best swerve
save yourself
I’m on my last nerve
save yourself
self-served

save yourself
save yourself