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Pressure


Artist: TrySt
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I have a very unique Style of writing in the sense that i focus on Wordplay, fluency, as well as RelatAbility.

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Pressure

By TrySt
Pressure
Chorus:
They ask me if I love the press... Sure
They ask me if I feel the press-ure, it's an understatement to say that I'm under press-ure, but feelin the pressure is such a pleas-ure,
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how much pressure I'm under you couldn't meas-ure, the pressure made me go gold what a treas-ure, I'm gold now but shootin for platinum, if this was Gotham I've been battin em, add up what I've done its fat in sum, speakin of math, my lyrics plus my charisma minus the bullshit equals my wrath, I'm drivin in a pathfinder but I've already found the path, copyright credit to Toyota, I'm a star in these wars call the boy Yoda, I smell the dark side can't stand yo odor, can't stand or understand a freeloader, if you like to pop lock it drop it I hope it ain't free soda, I'm airing out wind talkin Imma decoder, men aren't all the same and he showed her, what's the difference between showin and knowin? It's the same as rowin and flowin, ppl say I'll believe it when I see it, well believe this A1 bitch I be it, you don't need to have A D to B a dick do you C it? ppl be flaggin me down while Kaepernick knee it, I found a loophole to life while students degree it, like a king I don't take commands I decree it, me and Hammer have something in common we both MC it, I gas up the ppl and the tank while others emp-ty it, the key is to find the tree of life and the stem be it, mama told me I'd find the one and damn she it, I'm playin cuz that bullshit make me berserk Imma banshee it, I give it 100 percent yell FORE then I tee it, I don't dress up in fancy shirts I just T it
Chorus:
They ask me if I love the press... Sure
They ask me if I feel the press-ure, it's an understatement to say that I'm under press-ure, but feelin the pressure is such a pleas-ure,
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toppin it off like a tank, droppin it off like a dealer with some dank, rap scale but me you can't even rank, YOU are welcome but YOU didn't even thank, if I'm walkin the path why does it feel like I'm walkin the plank? If all these ladies Ratchet then where's the boy Clank? Emphasize the Sin in Sinatra don't forget Frank, quite frankly all you fools like April but I don't get the prank, my ship sailed while your ship sank, y'all slower than quick sand save your life give it a yank, my head full of thought but your head blank, speakin of head get down on your knees, get to work girl don't forget the cheese, you refer to the game cuz I'm schoolin the referees, honey I produced you, music, and the bees, I bless you all I didn't even hear one sneeze, if you try to get in my hair Imma bring the breeze, they tried to suffocate me with bullshit I didn't even wheeze, everyone says just kidding when they speakin real that's a tease, believe in
yourself and what you say, cuz if you don't shoot for the stars you gonna get shot down everyday, y'all stack money while I'm a needle in the hay,
Chorus:
They ask me if I love the press... Sure
They ask me if I feel the press-ure, it's an understatement to say that I'm under press-ure, but feelin the pressure is such a pleas-ure,
Verse:
I've been to hell and back then I went back to hell, first time was for punishment then I went back to dwell, Satan wanted to show me his might I said you might as well, he was very smart and his might was very swell, ballin in battle they should call me War-Dell, Curry tripped three threes that's six six six, if war was a drug then I've found my fix fix fix, cuz I do it for the hell of it not for polls or politics tics tics tics, not bound by police or their policy, I'm still plenty polite in a polo that's all I see, T ryst gettin big while rockin the smallest T, I'll never short my fans with my product cuz I'm the tallest G, I give it my all not on a budget, your name might be Judy but you'll never Judge it, I'm that free impenetrable invulnerable defendant, I'm a master of Indy music and y'all dependents, teachin my class some class time to take attendance, I've been breakin my back tellin y'all to break a leg, I've been breakin records with chicks no need to break an egg, you're close but no cigar, how you compose rock music with no guitar? I'll always be a man of the biz it ain't bizzare,
Chorus:
They ask me if I love the press... Sure
They ask me if I feel the press-ure, it's an understatement to say that I'm under press-ure, but feelin the pressure is such a pleas-ure,
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