Song Review: “Pressure” by Drew Rath | A Hip Hop Discovery
Music Review:
“Pressure by Drew Rath moves like a late-night drive over rain-soaked asphalt — a melody less interested in climax than in the slow erosion of memory. Nostalgia doesn’t arrive as an easy emotion; it seeps quietly through the song’s expansive vocals, balancing vulnerability with a near-controlled detonation. Their aggressive edge never feels domineering, but instead like an urgent need to communicate. The rhythm flows with restrained precision, building a hypnotic pulse that pulls you under without ever sacrificing its emotional clarity.”
-Nagamag.com
Lyrics of Drew Rath – Pressure
Guess what they said
When I left
Thought I fled from the fight
I was dead tryna best what my pen couldn’t write
In those times was obsessed with the bread
No Pay for the rhymes used to mess with my head
I felt pressure to make a song like a hit record
All along found what I spit could still measure
Up to the greats that had made they’re own lane
Now im up for the chase ima go My own way
When I dropped tryna prove I can stray from hip hop
Tryna bop to the tunes if they play em in this spot
Almost lost sight
Of how I used to stay up all night
Tryna get the songs right
So it speaks to my soul
Every Verse is my truth
While I Reach for my goals
I’ma learn Bout my roots
You might freeze in the Cold
Where I’m from im confused
Cause I’m now in the place
I was born in my youth
I had Questions
I never got the answers
So I search
I might never meet the ones that put me on this earth
I accept it sometimes It hurts the most to know the truth
I’m Respected they see what I can do inside the booth
Apply pressure
Wake up in the morning and I
Apply Pressure
When you see me touring then I
Apply Pressure
When I see em snoring then I
Apply Pressure
You can see me scoring cuz I
Guess what can happen
When you blessed with the rapping skill
Checking my balance
flexing my talents
Still vexed by the malice
Can’t impress if it’s complex
Forget it if it’s long text
This ain’t conscious
But gotta give em Context
Ain’t no contest
I gotta prove I’m on next
And They can see the progress
With all the effort
They can see I’m non stressed
In all the pressure
