Still Blade Breathingv2

[Intro] Silence sharp enough to sever thought… Breathe in… discipline… breathe out… loss… [Hook] Still blade breathing, no rage leaking Calm when I’m cutting, the storm stays sleeping Pulse like a drum but the mind stay even Death in the silence, I strike—no speaking Still blade breathing, no rage leaking Eyes half closed but I see all treason Peace in the war, that’s the code I’m keeping Move like a ghost—one stroke, no reason [Verse 1] I meditate in the mayhem, make men melt when I face ‘em My patience is plated in titanium, I don’t break, I erase ‘em No wasted motion, devotion’s deeper than oceans of ancient codes I carry the weight of a thousand ghosts in the way that I lace my flows I’m calm but deadly, a psalm in every Bar I carve like scars in cherry wood—sharp and steady Already buried the fear, now clarity steer the blade Every breath is a step to death, I don’t hesitate, I cascade Through chaos, I’m flawless, the law of the sword’s in my aura No horror can warp us, I walk in the morgue like a chorus recorder I capture the silence, then violently slice it in fractions of seconds My mind is a weapon, refined and designed for divine intersection With fate—I don’t wait, I create every cut with intention You flexin’, I’m Zen in the tension, my presence a lesson No question, aggression suppressed into surgical strikes I’m less like a man, more a myth in the flicker of light [Hook Repeat] [Verse 2] I train in the rain where the pain turn sacred Every drop like a clock that remind what patience Is made of—discipline dripping in every decision Precision’s a prison you live in if you wanna be risen I’m driven by vision, collision with inner divisions I split ‘em like atoms, then gather the fragments to pattern the mission No panic, I plan it, mechanical damage, I manage To vanish inside of the balance—my talent’s a calibrated famine I starve for the art of the hardest departure from comfort A martyr to sharper performance, I harvest the darkness, then conquer My posture is honor embodied, no lobby for glory, just duty The beauty in brutal efficiency—fluid, but truly unruly You move like a movie, I move like a memory—faded but fatal Engraved in the cadence, my blade is a statement, unstable To those who mistake the composure for lack of aggression I’m stacking impressions of death in a fraction of seconds [Bridge] No pulse racing, just soul pacing Time slows down when the blade start tracing No crowd, no sound, just ground I’m facing One breath in… then erase ‘em [Verse 3] I sharpen my focus on stones of opponents who crumble from pressure I measure the seconds between every breath like a metronome lecture A step is a sentence, a sentence a death note—inked with intention I’m penning the ending the moment you enter my field of perception My aura’s a corridor carved out of corridors—endless reflection Where every direction’s a lesson in death and correction Perfection’s a myth but I mimic the image with militant vision Committed to limits that limit the livin’—I live in precision No slip in the grip, every fingertip sync with the steel I feel every fiber of fear disappear when I kneel Then rise like a rite of revival—survival’s a cycle I mastered Disaster’s a chapter I drafted, then slashed with a slash of a master I’m faster than thoughts when they fracture the calm that I harbor A barber with bars, I line up your fate with a part in your armor No armor can guard you from karma, I carve it in cartilage clean You startle at scenes that I started in dreams—I harvest the scream [Hook Repeat] [Verse 4] I walk through the fire with ice in my iris, a tyrant of timing Designing the silence, aligning my violence with righteous assignment Enlightenment hiding inside of the eye of the storm I embody A body that moves like a thought that was taught to be nobody No ego, just echo of elders embedded in every endeavor I sever whatever’s excessive, aggressive suppression is clever I treasure the pressure, it presses the best of me out of the void I’m poised in the noise like a choice you avoid till your fate is deployed Deploying the discipline deep in the marrow, I narrow the margin Enlarging the target, then carving a mark in the heart of the hardened I’m part of the garden of warriors watered with sorrow and steel The realest reveal is the stillness you feel when the killer is still [Extended Bridge] Breathe in—count four, let the chaos dissolve Hold it—heart pause, let the outcome evolve Breathe out—cut clean, let the past be resolved No rage, no hate—just the blade and the resolve [Final Hook] Still blade breathing, no rage leaking Calm when I’m cutting, the storm stays sleeping Pulse like a drum but the mind stay even Death in the silence, I strike—no speaking Still blade breathing, no rage leaking Eyes half closed but I see all treason Peace in the war, that’s the code I’m keeping Move like a ghost—one stroke, no reason [Outro] No scream… no glory… no witness… Just discipline… Perfected…