Under Pressure

O-Bee (Omer Bhatti)

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When O-Bee come through,
You better have patience,
Cause I take my time
To kill tracks like Jason
And I'm faceless
Word on the street
Is the game
Needs a facelift,
Shout out to the
King who paved the way
Yes I'm number 1,
That's safe to say.
I don't make money,
I paper play
'When I shoot bars,
I shoot it the laser way
I'm additicted to flying high,
Keep listening
I'm addicted, these are
True statements,
So put that in your newspaper
They slandered my name
Cause I moved up victorious,
Like the King
Stepping out of court,
Throwing my 2's up
And I do that in my PJ's.

CHORUS:
I keep the heat turned up high,
Real, real high
What didn't kill
Me turned me into a beast, I,
I keep em under pressure
Said I keep em under pressure,
I keep em under pressure
Said I keep em under pressure

Crab a seat,
This is audio-heroin
I only mess
With show stopping girls
Like Marylin Monroe,
Kick back let this story unfold
The whole media world's
Tryna keep my boy
Under pressure
Think we'll
Lay down flat
Then you should come test us
Rap sicker, the flipper
Of intestines
And I put up shots,
Contest and bring the heat
Like lebron's about to do
You couldn't get
Beamed up to this altitude
My mind's in the air,
Imma nike head
I fly in different time zones
Like my flight is spread, spread
Go against jae,
Lose your head
Thought I told you
Before I'm the rap John Landis
Young Leonardo,
The city's my canvas
I paint the city red,
Amateurs they wanna see me dad,
Tarantulas underrated,
That's what we really are
Higher than the angel of biggie smalls
In something all black
With the cherry interior
Momma should
Have named me inferior
Can you hear me out there?
Am I clear enough?
Hold my mirror up
So I can look at the man in the mirror
Give me a summers,
I will turn lands into villas
Perfect timing,
With paper I'm synchronized
Anything less is uncivilized
Goodbye, Goodbye, Goodbye…