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Lyrics
[Verse]
Yo, check the mic, one two, is this thing on?
Pressure cooker 'bout to blow, King Kong
Chest beat, concrete shoes, sleep with the fishes
You ain't ready for this dish, straight malicious
Clash of the titans, call me crazy, call me vicious
[Prechorus]
Tick-tock, watch the clock
Heat rising, non-stop
No escape, sealed fate
Heavy, the game, I hate
[Chorus]
Pressure, pressure, cooker 'bout to pop
Pressure, pressure, never gonna stop
Pressure, pressure, bodies hit the floor
More, more, more
[Verse 2]
Concrete jungle, survival of the fittest
Eat or get ate, ain't no in-between, get the digits
Stacking paper, skyscraper high
My ambition's my religion, reach for the sky
No apologies, ain't nobody safe
[Bridge]
Switch up, tempo change, watch me rearrange
The whole damn game, ain't nothing the same
Slow it down, feel the ground, tremors all around
King of the town, wear the crown, ain't no clowns
[Chorus]
Pressure, pressure, cooker 'bout to pop
Pressure, pressure, never gonna stop
Pressure, pressure, bodies hit the floor
More, more, more
Details
GeneratedNov 13, 2025
Duration1:32
LanguageEnglish
Style
drill cadence, aggressive, slow, drill, heavy bass, switch-up flows, hardcore 808 trap, rap, hardcore
Credits
Prompt byhighwayliving
ModelAria v5
Prompt
Make a hardcore 808 trap song with heavy bass, aggressive energy, switch-up flows, fast-to-slow transitions, drill cadence, violent punchlines, street talk, ruthless confidence
