Lyrics
[Verse]
Pressure rising, kettle 'bout to scream—pop the seal,
Cooking up a storm, but I'm the whole meal,
Rebel in the system, underground appeal,
Moon walking through fire, my soul's unsteal.
[Chorus]
Presssssuuuureee, the weight’s on my dome,
Presssssuuureee, yet my vibe my home,
Time to party or cry? Who gon' know?
Flip the script, ride waves, mental slow-mo.
[Verse 2]
Tickin' bombshells, drip of concepts slick,
My pride’s the fuse—‘bout to click-click-click,
Stadium of tears or laughs, take your pick,
Table spinning wisdom like a DJ’s trick.
[Bridge]
Double-dutch in my head, skip n’ slide flow,
Fire on the mic, where the ashes go,
Cry me a river—or I’ll party, who knows?
Pressure builds a diamond through my weird combos.
[Verse 3]
Crammed in the paradox, laugh till I’m sober,
My mind’s a racetrack, keep circles on the motor,
Grind 'til the gears slip, the fun’s never over,
Underground crown on my head like a joker.
[Chorus]
Presssssuuuureee, the weight’s on my dome,
Presssssuuuureee, yet my vibe my home,
Time to party or cry? Who gon' know?
Flip the script, ride waves, mental slow-mo.
Style
intense rapraphappyhumoristicunderground vibefunkymelodic
Prompt
Funky happy melodic humouristic
Presssuuuureee pressssuureeee
Time to party or cry ?
Intense rap revolutionary underground
Credits
Prompt by
aetheReal_Arts_UTZYx
aetheReal_Arts_UTZYxGeneratedApr 29, 2025
ModelAria v4