Apply The Pressure 3 lyrics

[Chorus: Oricadia]
Applying the pressure
One eye keep all the team, may the rest unfold
You don't wanna mess up
I still see what it takes 'fore I rest my soul
Laid on the stretcher
I know treason the best when it heeds my call
You don't wanna mess up, yeah
You don't wanna mess up, yeah
All these blades cuts to the prize
My souls out of reach, I'm turning the tides
All these blades cuts to the prize
My souls out of reach, I'm turning the tides

[Verse 1: Omeg@ Redd]
Pressure like making a diamond
I'm pressed with the pressure of pressing your line up
Impressive, I pressed your blood pressure, it's vibrant
The way I see red, let it gush like a hydrant
I move like I'm Zeus, and I'm striking like lightning
One with the gods, you at war with a titan
String of combos in the air, now I'm kiting
I feel the excitement, yeah
I got a axe to grind
Smell the fragrance when the axe hit his body separating his spine
This little axe of mine, I'mma let it shine
Whole team get the axe when I'm wielding this nine
You can't hack it, I'm hacking away at this hatchet
A habit, no days off, I'm sliding on sabbath
To curate my madness, it's a fine line in these tough times
So I'm cutting mine, I got a act to grind
Axe in mind
Yeah, it's asinine
How this axe of mine
Leaves his ass in my
Hands
A god when I stand
I must be god damn
I must be god damn
They kidding, I'm kinda correcting your sentence
The kitten, he playing with balls while he knitting
I'm knitting a holier night while I'm spitting
'Cause I'm leaving a void in the gap where we sitting
Eye of the tiger
I see Aizen with blood laying idle
It's an island between me and rivals
He don't measure to me, I'm an idol
Think you Kenpachi? I'll pop out, put shots at your papi
Hear pop? Now your pops a balloon at a party
Got that arm and hammer, sprinkle like arm and hammer
Need more than army to handle pressure I got
[Pre-Chorus: Omeg@ Redd]
Ay, ay
We gon' apply the pressure, ay
We gon' apply the pressure, ay
We gon' apply the pressure, ay
Ain't on my level, it'll get dreadful
When is you beating me? Never
We gon' apply the pressure, ay
We gon' apply the pressure

[Chorus: Oricadia]
Applying the pressure
One eye keep all the team, may the rest unfold
You don't wanna mess up
I still see what it takes 'fore I rest my soul
Laid on the stretcher
I know treason the best when it heeds my call
You don't wanna mess up, yeah
You don't wanna mess up, yeah
All these blades cuts to the prize
My souls out of reach, I'm turning the tides
All these blades cuts to the prize
My souls out of reach, I'm turning the tides

[Verse 2: Jamar Rose]
I was ready since birth
Born as a curse, I admit I was blinded at first
Blood on my eyes what I had to disperse
Or else it's me in the back of a hearse
Back in the game, now I'm known as the worst
Wait, the best, either one works
Make sure I'm seen as the first
Last Kenpachi, this is the greatest rebirth
The pressure I bring to the field
Describe it, it's kinda like you getting killed
I'm sliding and training to unlock the seal
I never did this, but I gotta rebuild
Who up on my level? I'm knocking them down easy
Had to cut the ties, why I'm thinking that they need me? I'mma let them all see me
Blade coming straight to your face like three-D
Rewind, they need a repeat
Every scar was a challenge I'm tryna heal
Learn from the cuts that I can't even feel
Thought about upping the steel
Thinking this can not be real
Now I'm back on the field, and I'm leaving them ghost
One swing of my blade, and I'm clearing the coast
Cooking your team, feel like you stepped in a roast
Trust me, they ain't coming close
Glaring the gap again, tapping into something
Maxing out the stats and get to dumping
Blasting out my primary function
Grab the blade and cut right through the bluffing
Quiet, I was never one for talking
I wanted smoke, you can tell when I walk in
This was only the start, no stopping
Zaraki saw no other option
[Pre-Chorus: Omeg@ Redd]
Ay, ay
We gon' apply the pressure, ay
We gon' apply the pressure, ay
We gon' apply the pressure, ay
Ain't on my level, it'll get dreadful
When is you beating me? Never
We gon' apply the pressure, ay
We gon' apply the pressure

[Chorus: Oricadia]
Applying the pressure
One eye keep all the team, may the rest unfold
You don't wanna mess up
I still see what it takes 'fore I rest my soul
Laid on the stretcher
I know treason the best when it heeds my call
You don't wanna mess up, yeah
You don't wanna mess up, yeah
All these blades cuts to the prize
My souls out of reach, I'm turning the tides
All these blades cuts to the prize
My souls out of reach, I'm turning the tides