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  • Pressure Converts Momentum

    Pressure Converts Momentum

    White Boy Rick

    Pressure on my back,

    I don’t bend, I brace Turn weight into wheels,

    put fire in the pace

    They want me to crack,

    I turn cracks into tracks Heavy on my shoulders,

    still I’m heavy on attack Clocks in their heads,

    I’m ahead of their time When the room get tight,

    I get sharper in rhyme No pity on deck,

    I’m the grit in the gears Make a threat into steps,

    make the fear disappear If the path get rough,

    I don’t ask for a pass I just widen my stance,

    let it ring when it clash

    More pressure—more fuel, watch the form change I don’t slow,

    I shift, let the storm train If it’s crunch time,

    I’m comfortable there I don’t fold in the heat,

    I just double the air

    Call: Pressure! Response: Momentum!

    Call: Fold? Response: Never—run it!

    Turn pressure into motion,

    I’m done with the stuntin’ When it’s do-or-die time,

    I’m the one that’s comin’ Call: Pressure!

    Response: Momentum! Call: Fold?

    Response: Never—run it!

    I was built in the squeeze,

    where the air run thin Made calm out of chaos,

    let the work begin Every doubt in the room,

    I reduce to a tool Put a hinge on the stress,

    watch it swing when I move They talk tough,

    then stall when the stakes get raised I stay sharp,

    same spark, just a different phase If the floor start shakin’,

    I don’t look for a door I plant both feet down,

    make it shake even more

    No speeches—I move when the count get rough No reachin’—I take what

    I earned, that’s enough When the pressure start talkin’,

    I talk back plain Turn the pain into power,

    put it back in the chain (uh)

    Call: Pressure! Response: Momentum!

    Call: Fold? Response: Never—run it!

    Turn pressure into motion,

    I’m done with the stuntin’ When it’s do-or-die time,

    I’m the one that’s comin’ Stack it on my spine,

    I’ma turn it to thunder They can’t break my frame,

    I’ma make it knock harder Call: Pressure!

    Response: Momentum! Call: Fold?

    Response: Never—run it!

    Pressure made me; I made it move Never fold—watch me break through

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