N.O.C.R

(Intro – tense, muttered)

They came for revenge, no talk, no deal—

Barrel on S, thought the shit was real…

(Verse 1)

Then A stepped in, said “let’s squash it with words”

But the tension cut deeper than knives and herbs

Voices got violent, heat in the air—

While J moved silent, no warning, no flare

(Build)

Slid through the dark with the blade low-key,

One clean cut—man dropped to his knees

Gun hit the ground, S snatched it fast,

One shot left? Nah—they made it last

(Outro – rapid, cold)

Hopped in the whip, tires screamin’ smoke,

No lookin’ back—whole plot went broke

They came for a life, left with a ghost—

Drill tale told, from the ones who boast.