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Lyrics
I step into the room like a warning sign
Every eye on me, I know that line
Cold in my stare, but the fire don't hide
Pressure on my back, never wear it like pride
Hands in the dark, but I move like light
All the weight in the air won't break my stride
It's turnin' out when I cut through the noise
I can build for the fire, now hear my voice
I own every grace, every breath in the place
And the pressure, the power, put steel in my face
If you came for a shake, then you came too late
I'm the one and in the silence, I'm the stone, not the gate
I own every grace, every flash, every stare
When I walk through the door, yeah, I take one I wear
I own every grace, I'll make the whole crowd rise
I step in like a threat, and I leave as a prize
Cold in my posture, ice in my grin
I don't chase a moment, I pull it within
Broken ground trembles when I plant my feet
Every beat hits harder when I bring that heat
No fear in the frame, no crack in the crown
I bend all the tension, then I wear it down
If the walls start closing, I become the sound
I was made for the climb, now watch me take this crown
Step your breath in the place
Turn the question to power, put steel in my face
When you came too late
I'm the warning in the silence, I'm the storm at the gate
Every flash, every snare when I walk through the door
Yeah, I take what I wear
Make the whole crowd rise, I step in like a threat
And I leave as depressed
Say my name when the shadows fold
I was forged in the heat, I was built to hold
No retreat, no surrender, no knee to the floor
Every scar's like a key and it opens one more
Every breath in the place, turn the pressure to power, put steel in my face
If you came for a shake, then you came too late
I'm the warning in the silence, I'm the storm at the gate
Every clash, every sale, when I walk through the door
Yeah, I take what I will, turn the pressure to power
Make the whole crowd rise, I step in like the threat
And I leave as the prize
Stepping, stepping, yeah, the rich ain't strong
Pressure to power, power's going down
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