PRESSURE COOKER (EXPLICIT)

PRESSURE COOKER (EXPLICIT)

Dark boom bap blues rap, 93 BPM, hard dusty drums, gritty snare, distorted upright bass, aggressive blues guitar riffs, minimal piano, raw underground mix, slight tape saturation, heavy low-end punch, 3 minutes 50 seconds.

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Lyrics

Intro Yeah. This the pressure room. Verse 1 Kitchen table deals, plastic wrap snap I seen powder turn a real one to a rat White dust promises quick stacks But it tax your soul, can’t get that back I ain’t preachin’, I just witnessed it close Seen noses bleed at afterparties and shows Seen egos explode, friendships froze All over a line they supposed to control Hook Roll One & Chill, that’s discipline Leaf burn slow, no synthetic sin Gelato Glow Records don’t fold for trends We build long money, not weekend spins Verse 2 Yeah I smoke heavy, I ain’t innocent But I don’t touch shit that make hearts skip Seen boys twitch, seen lips drip Seen careers sink from one small sniff Industry full of quiet addicts Smiles wide but their habits tragic Public image clean and polished plastic Backstage chaos, manic, frantic Bridge Guitar scream through amplifier hum Drum break hit like loaded gun Pressure cooker where I’m from Either you crack or you become Verse 3 I became methodical with my vice Measured inhale, calculated twice Seen too many roll snake eyes For a rush that disappear in a blink of light Gelato Glow Sessions, underground proof No fake booth No watered truth Just raw youth Outro Pressure cooker still hiss But I learned balance in this Leaf over abyss And I persist