Foreign Pressure from Global Drillers by Wolf Temple

Wolf Temple protégés Los Reyes del Bronx are young wolves from the jungle blocks of the South BX — all EBK, no handshake. This trio of Latino drillers (Dominican, Boricua, and mixed Honduran) grew up in the pressure cooker of gun blocks, D.O.C. dockets, and Nation drama. They don’t bang flags — they bang back.

They formed under Calle Sangre Clique, a local warborn collective that rejects the politics of the older heads and carries the torch of no allegiance, no peace, all pressure. Their lyrics are hood manifestos, sprayed in bilingual gunplay, cultural grit, and everyday pain.

This track is a declaration of war from the younger generation of Bronx Aggressive Latino youth — EBK energy over soul-snatching drill production. “Foreign Pressure” fuses cold 808s with reggaetón snares and tape hiss, while the Reyes spit with venom in Spanish and English.

Lines about stolen flags, backdoor plays, nation opposition, prison politics, and survival under concrete ceilings rip through the mix like razor cuts.

Their chant:
“Somos los reyes—sin corona, sin nación, con pistola.”
(We are the kings—no crown, no nation, just a pistol.)

This is Latin Bronx drill in its most grimy, disloyal, and dangerous form.

Wolf Temple is an experimental grindhouse nightmare told in riffs, horror and rot.

Aztec blood horror meets barrio doom.

Visuals and album art by the Wolf Temple Art Collective @wolftempleart