they want to, they really don't want to, You ain't maiming a monster so don't bother with offers, Till the day that I die, I ain't stepping aside for one of you, We came and we conquered, they praying to poppa, They claiming they want to, they really don't want to, You ain't maiming a monster so don't bother with offers, Till the day that I die, I ain't stepping aside for one of you Pressure Verse 1 When I start breathing heavily, I scar the beat the beat and melody, They said that we dreaming we'll keep reaching till leaving heavenly, The key to freedoms said to be, release and leave the memory, Think you offended me? Please, with critics like these who needs an enemy? Indeed a breed of pedigree beast unleashing speech telepathy, Here to bleed the industry of its diseased and evil effigy, Demons, thieving, greed and revelry, we're in need and seeking remedy, But it seems to stay ten feet ahead of me like a centipede, I'm a train upon a track; I'm a flame upon a match, Ain't straying from my place I want my face upon the map, I'm the weight upon your back, I'm a razor your lap, We came to conquer, stage and opera, fade it onto black, Now hush, hear the voice, so addicted to the, Rush to fill the void, missing everything we, Love to feel joy, build it up then we, Crush, kill, destroy Chorus We came and