Pressure

Lyrics

[Intro] The battle ain’t to the strong, Nor the race to the swift. Fibbing like Pinocchio, If I say I don’t need no lift. Chopsticks like it’s Tokyo, Better use them, catch my drift. Buckle up, safety first, So you’re ready for the shift. [Verse 1] Atmosphere is changing, God is rearranging. Patching cracks, bridging gaps, Yeah, He’s closing up the rift. When the storms are raging, You know who I’m paging, That I can call on my Saviour’s, Nothing short of a gift. Treasure of my heart, Keep it locked up in my trove. Sister said I’m cooking, So I put that on my stove. Man, it’s hot up in this bakery, Big up Five Loaves. We be blessed to be a blessing, From our head to our toes. Raise a hallelujah, In the presence of my foes; Battle cry versus darkness, Should we ever come to blows. I don’t think we’ve reached our full potential And it shows. We’re supposed to run this message up, So everybody knows. [Hook] Pressure’s getting worse. It’s a blessing, not a curse. Clutch on your purse, ’Boutta put it in reverse. [Verse 2] Son of Man in the heavenly. Crucified, like the case was a felony. Showed death no chance, it could never be. So what’re you saying right now? What’re you telling me? Oh, you’re feeling that pressure, huh? Come let the Holy Spirit getcha, huh? ’Cos if He’s got you, There ain’t nowhere to go. Had a couple missed calls, From the enemy, I don’t need none of that, What you selling me. I’m on that God plan now. Why you belling me? I’m on that cruise control, No Penelope. I let Him take the wheel. I let Him change the pace. I let Him navigate me, To the rightful place. I let Him hit the brakes, I let Him raise the stakes. Surrender is the recipe That’s all it takes. Goodness gracious. Running my mouth like I’m loquacious. It’s His breath in my lungs. It makes me so audacious. His purpose perfecting us, In our key positions. Yahweh’s forming diamonds, Under these conditions. Pressure. Put aside that you’re stressing more. Whatchu think God is pressing for? Whatchu think God is pressing for? Pressure. He tryna getchu pure. Whatchu doing there on the threshing floor? Whatchu doing there on the threshing floor?