Hook: Marchitect
It's the pressures that you don't see, that makes me – me
The only person I know how to be
And it's the pressures that you don't see, that makes me – me
The only person I know how to be
And it's the pressures that you don't see, that makes me – me
The only person I know how to be
And it's the pressures that you don't see, that makes me – me
The only person I know how to be

Verse 1: Marchitect
Sometimes I'm under pressure like Bowie and Queen
In a submarine, submerged know what I mean
And it seems, it's the little things that stress me
Even though life's meaning is to live stress free
Pressing the panic button ain't a option nowadays
So I got a metal brick to break the fake snakes
Never ever try to slip by the weight from my gate
And change my mental state to a place that's irate
So I lay back and keep my mind state positive
Cause when I'm under pressure that's the way that I gotta live
I'm going harder giving everything I gotta give
Rise to the occasion, I never do the opposite
Sky gets grey try not to get blue
You gotta get green it might help you get through
Help you get ahead so you can fight the next day
Never buckle under pressure that's the Marchitect way
Hook: Marchitect
It's the pressures that you don't see, that makes me – me
The only person I know how to be
And it's the pressures that you don't see, that makes me – me
The only person I know how to be
And it's the pressures that you don't see, that makes me – me
The only person I know how to be
And it's the pressures that you don't see, that makes me – me
The only person I know how to be

Verse 2: Jas Mace
If hip-hop is dead then what you call this
What you call Stilla-mode rapping in nihongo
And what about graff writers in Spain
From Portugal to Germany bombs on the train
Or the DJs that never put the wax down
From London to Johannesburg they spin it underground
And what you call B-boys breaking in Beijing
Back spinning from Korea to Poland and in between
If hip-hop is dead then what you call that
Producers in Vancouver maneuvering through tracks
Breaking down samples like molecular biologists
And even now in universities they study this
From Brazil to Mexico they all know the vernacular slang
It's like we got our own gang
Hip-hop's not dead it just shed and moved on
Taking on various forms, it lives on
Hook: Marchitect
It's the pressures that you don't see, that makes me – me
The only person I know how to be
And it's the pressures that you don't see, that makes me – me
The only person I know how to be
And it's the pressures that you don't see, that makes me – me
The only person I know how to be
And it's the pressures that you don't see, that makes me – me
The only person I know how to be