

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