Apply The Pressure Lyrics - Krayzie Bone

Better back up off me dog 

You better not get too close 

U don't wanna get too bold 

The rhythm, the rhyme, is mind control 

The grit and the grime; that's Mighty Mo 

All competition has gots to go 

Lock and I load the flow 

Cock and unload my glow 

Spit 'em the deadliest venom they'll ever experience yo 

Lyrical pro 

Still got a criminal glow 

Hit 'em with a critical blow 

Singing most subliminal, oh no 

As if a nigga really don't know 

We hit it for sure 

When they ask how fast I go 

I tell 'em like H2O 

Steadily willing and deadly now 

So tell 'em to listen to my battle cry 

Nigga my methods too wreckless to handle 

Too treacherous to fathom 

It's best ya don't get your death wish soon answered 

I'm one of the baddest, illest and maddest MC's are there never 

Will there be another rapper this clever? 

Cause nobody does it better 

Murda murda murda murda mo 

Still active 

It's still maddness 

Still I pack that steel, still will blast it 

I'm back and I'm giving 'em what they've been missing 

Stop! Look! Listen! 

Them niggas ain't coming back after this one 

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Apply the pressure, pressure, pressure We coming for battle, we sent to attack em, we stay on the offense 

And we coming to murk all the non-sense 

With a flow that's so deadly conceiving myself that it's haunted 

And the rhythm is conscious 

All of you rappers are harmless 

So we treat them like garbage 

Not even considered artist 

Really they fraudulent 

Not hard to hit 

So pause with that 

Come over here and get all of this 

But suckers that's faking, That's all you get 

I'm breaking the pressure, Your palms is wet 

Cause I'm the shit 

When I bomb ya clique, ya click 

My nigga your dead 

So cancel the ambulance 

Send them a hearse 

Lyrical armageddon, dead nigga you had ya chance 

Now I gotta get 'em with the math flow fast 

If y'all really don't wanna know, don't ask 

When they try to keep up with the song, don't drag 

I never stop, I just roll past 

Put your weight on it, lay on it, stay on it 

Let ya'll play on it, I take it back now cause Kray own that 

Murda mo, Murda mo, they don't know I kill a... Bitch 

With a style so beast I labelled it gorilla 

Stop (Stop) Look (Look) Listen (Listen) 

Them niggas ain't coming back after this one 

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I look at my competition through a microscope 

Before I kill them on the microphone 

Hit 'em with a hypnotizing tone 

I'm ready to fight and deny my throne 

To any rapper trying to play in my lane 

Around the block, a nigga got aim 

You outta my state but still in my range 

So tryin to escape is only in vain 

And I know my craze 

It's hard to contain 

I'm like a disease 

That spread through the veins 

Blow harder than a breeze 

I'm more like a hurricane 

You heard me, man? 

I'm leaving you niggas like Razzle Dazzle 

In the battle I'm leaving them babble, hear rattle 

With a style so natural 

It's classic just like afro 

Through the back door I creep up on 'em 

Pull out my heat then bust on 'em 

Lick shots to the beat, dump dump on 'em 

Go home cause you don't want it 

So many niggas that try to get with it but they never make it, they fall 

I'm taking it higher, they ain't on my level, Kray Jack ain't got time to be dealing with y'all 

Still the killa (Still the killa) 

It's still all about that murda (Bloody murda) 

The bloody bloody murda 

Stop (Stop) 

Look (Look) 

Listen (Listen) 

Them niggas ain't coming back after this one