“Pressure Drop”

[Intro – 0:00–0:15]
(gun cock + sirens in background)
Ayo, turn me up in the earpiece.
Blackburn in the blood, y’all know what it is.
(distant woosh — sword unsheath sound)
Pressure build, I drop it.
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[Hook – 0:15–0:40]
I’m from the block where the pressure drop heavy (what?)
Blade in my coat and my stance stay ready (grrah!)
Ops talk tough, but they ghost like Benji (nah)
Soul still cold, my hands too steady (boom!)
Told my fam I’ma ride till the end (word)
You touch one, then we all gon’ spin (spin!)
I don’t break, I bend, then snap back in (uh-huh)
Say my name — that’s sin. (Jacob.)
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[Verse 1 – 0:40–1:10]
Yeah, I’m the shadow they fear in the night,
Blade flash fast, they don’t see the fight.
No talk — I don’t do likes,
Real war, not keyboard hype.
Trained by the gods, soul marked deep,
Every step I take, ancestors speak.
I don’t fold, I don’t weep —
Try me? You won’t sleep. (Boom!)
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[Hook – 1:10–1:40]
I’m from the block where the pressure drop heavy (ugh)
Head on a swivel, I don’t move messy (never)
Spirit loud but my killin’ stay zesty (grrah!)
Ops get cooked if they ever test me (grrah grrah!)
Move in stealth, I’m calm, no sweat (shhh)
Game on lock, no debts, no threats (nah)
Walk like myth, I live, no rep (uh-huh)
I just stack respect. (Facts.)
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[Verse 2 – 1:40–2:10]
Built from pain and wrath and stone,
I ain't scared of dyin' — I was born alone.
Heart been numb since bro ain't phone,
Now I strike fast, no time to moan.
Yeah, I’m the one with the eyes of fate,
Seen the spirits — danced with hate.
My path sealed, I don’t debate,
You blink once, and it’s too late. (Skrrt!)
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[Hook – Final – 2:10–2:40]
I’m from the block where the steel talk first (pow!)
No dry threats — we just drop that curse (grrah)
I stay sharp, make ‘em bleed with verse (uh)
Try Jacob? Hope you packed that hearse. (Facts!)
Blackburn bred, I’m built for the storm (yeah)
No fake hype, I live what I swore (word)
Real one, don’t pray for war (nah)
But if it come — I score. (Boom.)

funk, trap