Never Fold to the Pressure

[Intro]
[background chants: "never fold to the pressure" / "ride one deep"]
Yeah
Mud on the sole
Heart on freeze
[Verse 1]
Crawled out the gutter, still smell like pain
Whole hood hungry, I was starved by the game
Tatted up doubts on the back of my brain
Then I scraped that off, left red on the drain
Late night talks with the fear in my chest
Told it, “say less,” put a blade through stress
Everybody left when the bills came due
Only thing that stayed was the anger I knew
[Chorus]
Never fold to the pressure (never fold)
Ride one deep, that’s forever (one deep)
If I break, it’s the pavement I’m breakin’
If I shake, it’s the world that’s shakin’ (hey!)
Never fold to the pressure (never fold)
Ride one deep through the weather (one deep)
If I go, then I’m goin’ relentless
Turn that weight into rage, that’s my fitness
[Verse 2]
I was talkin’ to the void, it was talkin’ right back
Said “they’ll love you in a box more than love you intact”
I ain’t listen, I just sharpened every flaw like a fang
Turned every single “you can’t” to a part of my slang
I’m the last of the last when the lights all dim
Pray for peace, but the war still lives in my limbs
Ain’t a crew, ain’t a clique, just a will and a scar
Just a chipped gold tooth and a heart full of tar
[Chorus]
Never fold to the pressure (never fold)
Ride one deep, that’s forever (one deep)
If I break, it’s the pavement I’m breakin’
If I shake, it’s the world that’s shakin’ (woah)
Never fold to the pressure (never fold)
Ride one deep through the weather (one deep)
If I go, then I’m goin’ relentless
Turn that weight into rage, that’s my fitness
[Bridge]
[background chants, call-and-response]
Never fold to the—
(Pressure, pressure)
Ride one deep, I—
(Bless ya, bless ya)
Face to the hate, I
Press up, press up
Hands in the dirt, I
Step up, step up
[Chorus]
Never fold to the pressure (never fold)
Ride one deep, that’s forever (one deep)
If I break, it’s the pavement I’m breakin’
If I shake, it’s the world that’s shakin’ (hey!)
Never fold to the pressure (never fold)
Ride one deep through the weather (one deep)
If I go, then I’m goin’ relentless
Turn that weight into rage, that’s my fitness

rap, Aggressive trap-metal / industrial hip hop hybrid with distorted 808s and blown-out kick, metallic percussion and eerie bells. Male vocals screamed and rapped, dry and upfront. Hook brings gang-style background chants on “never fold to the pressure” and “ride one deep,” with layered shouts and ad-libs. Verses stay minimal and grimy; final chorus explodes with extra chant stacks and glitchy stutter FX., metal, industrial, underground rap, hardcore, deep, hip hop