Pressure Makes Diamonds

PRESSURE MAKES DIAMONDS --- ## **INTRO Pressure makes diamonds… But only after it crushes everything soft. Only after the world tries to break you, bend you, bury you. I wasn’t born shining — I was carved out the dark, sharpened by the weight. Now I stand here, forged, focused… Ready. --- ## **VERSE 1 Came up out the frostbit mornings, seven years old in the cold, no warnin’, Hands numb, heart drummin’, whole world hummin’ “boy keep goin’.” Never had childhood, never had playtime, never had space for the slow climb, Had to swallow fear like a landmine, every step felt like the wrong time. Seventeen heartbreak split me, girl left quick for a hallway hero, Had me starin’ at the ceiling thinkin’ maybe I’m zero, Bottle to the face, whole life off‑base, shame hit hard like a torpedo. Dropped out, locked in, mind run thin, felt life cut deep like a blade in the torso. Dead‑end jobs, roofer boy, no façade — truth raw, no ego, Pourin’ tar on rooftops, burns stickin’ like memories I can’t veto. Brick layer turned brick mover, tobacco bales to chip counter — evolution incognito, Cracked fingers turned chrome whips, now I’m shiftin’ through the city like a black El Nino. Pressure on my back like a freight train, Pain in my veins like a code I can’t change, Every insult carved in my brain, Every nightmare forged in the flame. I ain’t blessed, I’m built — I ain’t lucky, I’m guilt — I ain’t chosen, I’m tilted — But I stand up even when the whole world wants me wilted. Pressure makes diamonds — and I’m cut from the hardest field that ever existed. --- ## **CHORUS Always gettin’ a hard hand dealt but makin’ the most of it, Had a rough childhood which barely existed, never got to be a kid But it shaped me, gave me gravel in my guts, spit in my eye, Stand ten toes down and never question why. I’m on a quest for greatness, don’t ever ask me — I’m divine‑driven spirit, Switchblade in my pants and heart on my sleeve, Mothers pray their babies don’t turn out as evil as me ’Cause deep down there’s a decent human being in me… He just can’t be seeN So I’ll fade off, smoke an L, bury myself deep into the inner SLEEP, When I wake it’s anxiety that’s deceitful and obscene. --- ## **VERSE 2 I been battlin’ with the shadows in my ribcage, Mind racin’ like a Mustang on a slick stage, Every thought heavy like a steel plate, Every memory swingin’ like a fist aimed straight. I grew up where the hope ran thin, Where the cold cut deep and the nights cave in, Where the old heads talk but the truth stays grim, Where the strong break down and the weak learn sin. I been chasin’ validation like a ghost in the attic, Heart static, thoughts erratic, pain automatic. Every setback turned me problematic, But I flipped every scar into somethin’ cinematic. Now I’m standin’ in the fire with a grin on my face, Every bruise, every loss, every cut I embrace. I ain’t runnin’ from the past — I’m keepin’ it laced, Cuz the pressure that broke me became the proof of my place. I’m the product of the nights that nobody survived, I’m the echo of the rage that kept a young boy alive. I’m the storm that learned to thrive, I’m the diamond that arrived. ## **BRIDGE Pressure… pressure… It’s the weight that made me breathe. Pressure… pressure… It’s the ghost that never leaves. Pressure… pressure… It’s the forge that made me bleed — But every cut became a creed. CHORUS - REPEAT