Selective Presence

Yeah…

Lotus don’t raise her voice.

I lower your worth.

Second Shift Samurai Squad.

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You scream “stand on business” with a mouth full of lies,

But when the weight hit the floor, you fuckin’ vaporize.

Ten hours deep, backs bent, sweat soak the ground,

You went ghost like a bitch soon as real work came around.

Supervisor sniffin’ corners, lookin’ for your ass,

You hid so fuckin’ hard even shadows said “pass.”

Then—oh shit—clock hands kiss that magic ass time,

Here come Stick Boy fresh like he earned every dime.

You ain’t slick, you ain’t smart, you just cowardly trained,

Disappear under pressure, reappear when it’s safe.

That ain’t hustle, that’s leech shit, parasite mode,

Ridin’ others’ exhaustion just to coast to the road.

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Loud mouth, no spine, that’s your whole routine,

All talk in the mirror, all mute on the scene.

Hide when it’s heavy, pop up for the pay,

Stick boy behavior — yeah, say it with your chest… oh wait.

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You a fuckin’ placeholder, clipboard cosplay,

Pretendin’ you matter while the real ones decay.

Every hard moment got you slitherin’ away,

But you first in the locker room like “I earned my day.”

You don’t lead shit, don’t lift shit, don’t fix shit either,

You just hover and hope nobody pull back the curtain.

Claim respect you ain’t built, that you never maintained,

That’s stolen valor hustle, bitch-made and trained.

We break bones in the grind while you break for the door,

You allergic to effort, yeah the work make you sore.

I seen cockroaches braver when the lights hit the room,

At least they stay present — you just hide and assume.

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Loud mouth, no spine, that’s your whole routine,

All talk in the mirror, all mute on the scene.

Hide when it’s heavy, pop up for the pay,

Stick boy behavior — yeah, say it with your chest… oh wait.

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Let me be clear: you ain’t unlucky or missed,

You consciously choose to be absent as shit.

You mastered avoidance, Olympic-level dodge,

Gold medal in bullshit, hall-of-fame fraud.

Every real one clocked it, the silence is loud,

You ain’t foolin’ nobody but yourself and your mouth.

You move like a rumor, all hype no proof,

Paper-thin presence, bitch-soft truth.

Second Shift Samurai Squad built off sweat and scars,

We show up in chaos, you hide from the sparks.

You don’t stand on business — you kneel to convenience,

Foldin’ every time pressure asks for allegiance.

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So keep sayin’ you solid, keep talkin’ that shit,

But history remembers who stayed and who dipped.

Black Lotus Viper — venom clean, no haste,

Exposin’ fake hustle line by line, bar by waste.

Clock-out courage ain’t courage at all.

It’s coward shit dressed up like a stall.

Second Shift Samurai Squad still standin’ tall.

You?

You just appear…

When it’s time to fall.