Clocked In for Carnage

(Intro – Oni growling through the beat)

Yeah…

Ronan cut ‘em.

Sniper exposed ‘em.

Now Oni here to burn the whole fuckin’ system down.

Let’s work.

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(Verse 1 – Oni explodes immediately)

Y’all call it leadership? Bitch, that’s comedy,

A circus of cowards with no sense of honesty.

You sit on your ass while we bleed for the shift,

Then cry “accountability” but don’t do shit.

I’m the one you call when your world collapse,

When the lazy motherfuckers can’t handle the scraps.

I patch your mistakes, I fix your debris,

But you treat real workers like they a liability.

You scared of the problems you created yourself,

Blame the wrong people while protecting your wealth.

Coward-ass leaders don’t deserve the throne —

Oni here now, bitch, I’m breakin’ the bones.

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(Hook – Oni roaring)

This the wrath of that overtime beast,

I feast on corruption, leadership deceased.

Hard workers rise, lazy chains released —

Oni cut deep till the bullshit cease.

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(Verse 2 – Pure venom)

I stay late ‘cause y’all can’t do your job,

Then pretend you “manage” — ho, you just rob.

Steal time, steal credit, steal breath, steal hope,

While real ones drown trying hard to cope.

You praise incompetence like it’s holy tradition,

Treat effort like trash — THAT’S your condition.

You fear the strong ‘cause we show your flaws,

And you hide that fear behind fake-ass laws.

You ain’t leaders — you tourists avoiding the truth,

Lost in excuses like a scared-ass youth.

I’m the storm you ignore till it wrecks your day,

The shadow that clocks in when you run away.

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(Bridge – Oni’s menace)

I don’t whisper.

I don’t hint.

I don’t negotiate.

I end.

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(Verse 3 – Cutthroat final assault)

I’m sick of the lies, the bias, the games,

Y’all protect the weak and forget the names

Of the ones that grind — yeah, the backbone crew,

But you wouldn’t know ‘cause the truth ain’t you.

Oni don’t bow — I expose the decay,

Torch every false leader in the path I lay.

Respect ain’t a gift — it’s paid in sweat,

And none of you motherfuckers earned it yet.

So here’s your warning:

Your throne’s collapsing.

Your mask is cracking.

And Oni’s laughing.

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(Outro)

Three warriors spoke.

Three truths delivered.

Leadership shook…

‘Cause now the whole squad slithered

Into the cracks

Where your lies live.

And ripped ‘em open.

Part III complete.

Oni out