Intro
Yeah…
Clock punch. Headphones on.
If I can’t understand you, don’t press play.
Second Shift Samurai Squad.
Verse 1
Every day it’s the same mumble-mouth trash,
Blah blah blah talkin’, zero bite, zero class.
Sound like you rappin’ with a dick in your nose,
No words, no spine, just noise you chose.
I’m built on bars you replay for years,
Not auto-tuned crying disguised as fear.
Pure hip-hop discipline, pen stay surgical,
Your whole playlist sound neurological.
Stick boy stare like he king of shit,
Walk away mad ‘cause he ain’t shit to me, bitch.
Dirty looks bounce off, irrelevant ghost,
You background noise while I headline the post.
Hook
No mumble, just murder, every word understood,
You talk like a problem stuck deep in your hood.
I don’t hear kings, I hear static and void,
Second Shift Samurai, we silence the noise.
Verse 2
Fat fuck probably love that brain-dead sound,
Same way he work, bare minimum bound.
They love lazy music ‘cause it match their grind,
Half-speed effort, empty-ass mind.
I spit sentences sharp, they drool on the beat,
I carve syllables clean, every cut precise.
You mumble ‘cause clarity scare you to death,
I speak clear ‘cause I don’t dodge breath.
Crowns imaginary, power pretend,
I don’t argue with clowns, I don’t entertain.
Real rap strip masks, expose the frauds,
That’s why your voice shake when truth get involved.
Hook
No mumble, just murder, every word understood,
You talk like a problem stuck deep in your hood.
I don’t hear kings, I hear static and void,
Second Shift Samurai, we silence the noise.
Verse 3
This for heads who replay tracks daily,
Not sing-song bullshit packaged lazy.
Bars got weight, lines got scars,
Not nursery rhymes pretendin’ they bars.
I don’t need speed to prove I’m lethal,
I don’t need blur to sound cerebral.
You fade when the beat get honest and clean,
I stay when the mask get ripped from the scene.
Bridge
Real rap breathe, fake flows drown,
That’s why silence hit harder when I slow it down.
Outro – JJ Switch
Beat drop. Slow cadence. Listen.
This ain’t rapid fire.
This ain’t chaos.
This measured execution.
Words breathe.
Bars land.
Every sentence deliberate.
JJ, you hear this?
Same Sniper.
Different chamber.
Same venom.
Different delivery.
Second Shift Samurai Squad don’t repeat.
We evolve.
So yeah JJ…
How’s this
MIG1274
