Pressure

PRESSURE [Intro] Yeah No warning Run it [Verse 1] Back with a bag full of bad intentions, Mad with a pen, got a stack of inventions, Snap with the rhythm, I'm bending dimensions, Every syllable hits with aggressive precision. I don't wanna hear about your reputation, I wanna see what you do under confrontation, Talk gets cheap when the clock starts ticking, I keep one eye on the door while the whole room's shifting. Quick with it, intricate, syllables ricochet, Kick in the rhythm and rip through the middle eight, Little bit cynical, never been minimal, Every line critical, sharpen the visual. I came with a different mentality, No one's handing me hospitality, Actually, casually, batter the track, Then I'm back in the booth with another attack. [Pre-Chorus] Don't slow down, Don't blink now, Whole room shakes when the bass kicks out. [Chorus] Pressure, pressure, pushing me harder, Step to the edge and I go even farther, Never gonna fold, never gonna falter, Turn that volume up, make the whole place alter. Pressure, pressure, straight through the ceiling, Too much energy, too much feeling, If you came for the fire, better come prepared, 'Cause I'm already there. [Verse 2] Wait, let me switch that, flip that, bring it back, Sixteen in a minute with a kick like that, Quick snap, wrist crack, words attack, Every little gap in the rhythm gets filled with a syllable stacked. I don't need space, I manufacture momentum, Send another sentence straight through the tempo, Mental arithmetic, cynical, clinical, Lyrical digital criminal, minimal interval. Run it again, I'm ahead of the beat, Feet don't touch when I'm landing the speech, Teeth clenched, breathe less, still never retreat, Got the whole damn rhythm underneath my feet. Tick-tick, time flies, Big ideas with a small-size deadline, Six lines, eight lines, ten on the next, Still got enough ammunition left in the text. [Bridge] Faster. Higher. No brakes. More fire. [Final Rap] I'm back in the frame with a fraction of patience, Stacking the phrases like bricks in a basement, Rapid arrangement, attack every placement, Change up the cadence and smash through the arrangement. Never complacent, I'm raising the stakes, Every mistake that I made got erased, Every delay just accelerated, Now I'm too far gone and the engine's elevated. So tell 'em I'm coming, I'm coming with pressure, Nothing you say gonna make me regress, yeah, Run the whole track till there's nothing remaining, Then start from the top while the speakers are shaking. [Chorus] Pressure, pressure, pushing me harder, Step to the edge and I go even farther, Never gonna fold, never gonna falter, Turn that volume up, make the whole place alter. Pressure, pressure, straight through the ceiling, Too much energy, too much feeling, If you came for the fire, better come prepared, 'Cause I'm already there.