(Intro – low grind, chains, breath)
Pink Slip Sniper (ad-libs): Yeah… shh… receipts ready.
Silence Ronin: I don’t bark. I don’t brag. I correct.
(Verse 1 – Ronin)
I glide through the chaos while loudmouths flex air,
Fix a whole operation, never ask for a chair.
Supervisors spin circles, clipboards shaking in fear,
I’m ten steps ahead—Sniper: check the timestamp right here.
Fat chair squeaks louder than the work you pretend,
I mop up disasters, then I dead the whole trend.
I don’t argue, I align, I restore then I’m gone—
Sniper: pink slip chambered, whisper “carry on.”
(Hook)
Silence speaks louder when mistakes start to scream,
I don’t yell, I repair—Sniper: paper cuts mean.
Quiet fixes hit hardest, leave a mark you can’t see,
I vanish with results—Sniper: sign here, initial, agree.
(Verse 2 – Ronin)
Skinny load crooked, three trucks bent outta shape,
I reversed every error, never touched the tape.
I don’t clown, I don’t brag, I don’t chase no applause—
Sniper: audit trail sharp, watch ‘em swallow the loss.
You loud when it’s easy, quiet when it’s grim,
I turn damage to metrics, then I flatten the rim.
Every move surgical, precision on beat—
Sniper: HR-approved venom, disinfected heat.
(Bridge – Call & Response)
Ronin: Move in shadow.
Sniper: Document everything.
Ronin: Fix the fracture.
Sniper: Date, time, signature— everything.
(Verse 3 – Ronin)
Industrial grit in the chest, slow menace drum,
I don’t threaten careers—Sniper: I let files do the run.
Management clueless like “Who saved the day?”
I was here the whole time—Sniper: CC’d, BTW.
Measured breath, iron calm, end it clean, end it right,
I don’t rage, I resolve—Sniper: pink notice typed.
(Outro – fade with ad-libs)
Sniper: Receipts ready…
Ronin: Silence wins.
Sniper: Stamp that
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