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seenick - pressure lyrics

[verse 1]
you gotta stop me if i stay out of pocket
once i picked up a mic there ain’t a day that i dropped it
once i found a flow there ain’t a day that i stopped it
or making me nauseous, so no, this ain’t the day that i lost it
there ain’t a day i put it away, y’all save for the rainy days
by then i’ll be reigning so they can feel my rays radiate
you want to watch your son rise? mama why’s your sun down?
i guess he’s set to eclipse, but you can’t put the sun out
run down, the feeling of getting so lit and then having to come down
i guess i’m feeling gung-ho, don’t guess who has a gun out
i feel like whatever i’m dropping is dope, i don’t drop it enough, give me five minutes more
and i’ll show and i’ll prove that my notice is due, there ain’t no dissing me, i’ll be noticing you
this that ’01 summer sound, this that “i ain’t gonna run the jewels, i’m a go and run the town”
this that other sound, this that napoleon complex, bruh
it’s why you a king and you feel like a jester

[hook]
and i ain’t meaning to test you
and i ain’t meaning to lecture
you stand in the ring like a famous wrestler
i bet you’re gonna snap under the pressure
and i ain’t meaning to test you
and i ain’t meaning to lecture
you stand in the ring like a famous wrestler
i bet you’re gonna snap under the pressure

[verse 2]
uh, snap out of it and bend it like beckham
in the upper 90, that’s the top percentile
when styles change if it’s better then you better respect ’em
if there’s static on the record then you better select ’em
don’t test me, i’m on my album sh-t
you get shot, pump lead, go gold, i guess that makes you an alchemist
i philosophize for the rap-loving nerd
and now i spit more fire than a m-ssive bunsen burner
hopping in the lab with the ghost of marie curie
i roll with superhero rappers, seenick’s fury
if jt’s kd, seenick’s curry
in the cypher cooking, boiling hot, seenick’s curry
this that ’02 winter sound, this that inner sound
god’s son across the belly, who’s the winner sound
different sound, brutus to your back, it’ll get ya
it’s why you a king and you feel like a jester

- seenick lyrics

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