Music II Pump II Vol Alpha
Sheldon Stringer
RECON RECORDS
Leg Day - No Skips Allowed
Sheldon Stringer feat. "RicoShay"
0:00
2:45
You think you’re tough?
You think you’re strong?
Leg day’s here. Time to prove it all wrong.
Ten minutes warm-up, treadmill grind
Light jog, clear the mind
This ain’t chest day, no mirrors to pose
This is pain, sweat, fire in your toes
Seated leg extensions, twenty-five reps deep
Four sets later, I ain’t here for sleep
Burnin’ quads, muscles scream and beg
I ain’t tappin' out, never skip leg
LEG DAY! (Feel that pressure rise)
HAF PRESS! (Push through the pain inside)
NO SKIPS! (Real beasts don’t run)
Legs fuel the fire, now let’s get it done!
Load the leg press, heavy as f***
Ten reps, four rounds, feelin' struck
Slam that weight like it owes me cash
Knees lock out, hear that metal clash
Plyometric lunges, switch on the fly
Jump, land, burn, feelin' sky high
Twenty reps each side, no cheat, no lie
I'm powered by pain, and I’m ready to die
Stiff-leg deads, hit the hamstrings raw
Feel the tension grind deep in the core
Four sets of twelve, technique is law
Back straight, grip tight, hear the lion roar!
Ten sets… TWENTY calf raises
Feel the burn like a thousand phases
Pop ‘em off, no time for chill
Legs of steel, forged by will
LEG DAY! (Testosterone rise!)
NO SKIPS! (This is how we survive!)
TRAIN HARD! (No shortcuts, no lies)
Legs smash goals. watch my power multiply!
Skip leg day? Nah, that’s fake energy…
Wanna grow? Wanna shred? Wanna feel supremacy?
Biggest muscle, biggest gains, biggest drive
Leg day ain’t optional, it’s how you thrive
LEG DAY!
(No skips allowed...)
(No skips allowed...)
Chest Chess
Sheldon Stringer feat. "The DON"
0:00
2:26
Woke up early, it’s that chest game, GO.
Mirror check, chest out!
Now I’m ready to throw
No black, no white, no dabble in the grey
It’s red zone reps, or get outta my way.
Incline Bench! 4 sets, 10 reps each
Iron scream back, got the muscle speech
Load it up heavy, don’t play with light
When form marries weight,
Gains take flight.
Chest Chess!
No pawn in this fight,
Rook-style reps,
Push heavy through the night
Check ya form, move strategic,
Never guess
In the gym battlefield,
I’m playin' Chest Chess
Push, press, Explosive test,
Heart beatin' loud, ain't no time to rest
This ain't a game, it's how kings invest
So place ya bets, it's Chest Chess!
Flat DBs in hand, no plan B
Superset with the Explosive jump, land, breathe
4 sets deep, feel the pecs ignite
I’m that silhouette beast in the gym light.
Next round, it’s the hybrid twist
Curl to press, feel the shoulder lift
12 strong reps, yeah we stackin’ up
Symphony of pain, violin backin' up.
Push-up burpees, like I’m dodgin’ fate
Every rep a move, calculate, elevate
Flys on the cable, arms spread like wings
Angels cry violins when this chest ring.
Dips go deep, triceps fire
Diamond push-ups, core tighter than wire
No cheats, no rest, no rep in vain
This is chess, not checkers, so master your lane.
Chest Chess, no pawn in this fight
Rook-style reps, push heavy through the night
Check ya form, move strategic, never guess
In the gym battlefield, I’m playin' Chest Chess
Push, press, Explosive test
Heart beatin' loud, ain't no time to rest
This ain't a game, it's how kings invest
So place ya bets, it's Chest Chess
Racks clank like war drums, echo through halls
Every drop of sweat’s a checkmate call
Day one or beast mode, this rule applies:
Only kings play Chest Chess... the weak analyse.
Shoulder Shred
Sheldon Stringer feat. "Sheld-ON"
0:00
3:31
Yeah...
Hertford Iron
This ain’t your average pump!
This that SEAL-team, trench-ready,
zero-quit kinda burn.
Let’s make them boulders pop, homie.
Sheldon's Shoulder Shred!
Walk in the gym, Natural Testosterone,
Iron in my grip, muscle to the bone.
First set warm, then I load that meat
Curl to press, heavy as fuck,
No small feet.
Ten reps clean, four sets deep,
Biceps flex, but the shoulders speak.
No fake hustle, no half-ass play,
You want Navy SEAL Delts?
PRESS & SLAY!
This that shoulder game, heavy and raw,
Poppin' like armour when I walk through the door.
You want that width?
Gotta earn that name!
Pain in the press, but it feeds the flame.
Raise it up to the side, to the sky,
Every rep loud like a warbird fly.
Push to the edge, don’t stop till it's real
We buildin’ up steel, SEAL to SEAL!
Arnie press next, Twelve a set,
Four rounds deep, still ain't broke sweat.
Cables hit hard, side delts ignite,
Fifteen reps wide, yeah, we takin’ flight.
Clean and press, that kettlebell war,
Twelve on each arm, bodies get sore.
But sore is a lie when the mission’s loud,
We train in pain while they chill in the cloud.
This that shoulder game, heavy and raw,
Poppin' like armour when I walk through the door.
You want that width?
Gotta earn that name!
Pain in the press, but it feeds the flame.
Raise it up to the side, to the sky,
Every rep loud like a warbird fly.
Push to the edge, don’t stop till it's real
We buildin’ up steel, SEAL to SEAL!
Yeah…
Now it’s seated press, back locked,
Game face.
Four sets of ten, pure thunder in place.
And then... the gauntlet:
DROP. SET. HELL.
Fifteen down to one,. no mercy, no bell.
Thirty second breaks like the calm in a storm,
Then straight back in where legends are born.
Olympic bar loaded, this war ain’t pretty,
Shoulders swollen like I roll with the city.
Burn on the bone, rage in the core,
But I drop that weight like I’m breakin’ a door.
Fifteen down, feel the tremor in my grip,
Fourteen, thirteen, now the pain’s in the script.
Down to one, ain’t no break in me,
Shoulders lit up like a SEAL on the sea.
Shoulder game deadly, SEAL-grade flex,
Straps cut clean through a triple-X vest.
You want boulders? You gotta go hard
Till the mirror shows a damn steel yard.
No secrets, just reps and grind,
That Dre bass bumpin’ while I redefine.
West coast blood, muscle and seal,
Now salute the set this power’s real.
Y’all still playin’ chest day kings?
Nah.
It’s shoulder day and we buildin’ monsters.
West Coast iron, Navy SEAL mindset…
Now go earn that width.
Bi B4 U Tri
Sheldon Stringer feat. "DON León"
0:00
3:07
(Yeah... this one’s for the grinders)
Today is special, golden, let me preach ya
Gonna get arms like my good buddy Reacher
It’s good to aim, to have a goal
The bigger the arms, the calmer the soul
EZ preacher curls, we hitin’ deep tissue
Superset hammers, bringin’ arm issue
4 sets of ten, no excuses, no rest
Every curl’s a verse, Every Rep the Best
Sweat on the mat, veins start to rise
Focus in the mirror, truth in my eyes
Breathe in strength, exhale the doubt
Bi before you Tri, that’s what it’s about
Bi before you Tri, yeah we goin’ full send
From the start of the set to the very last end
Every rep’s a story, every burn’s a friend
Iron’s my gospel, I transcend
Seated curls to Arnie pressin’ fire
Shoulders poppin’ like livewire
Ten by ten, feel that grind
That East Coast muscle, frame divine
Handstand press-ups, fly through pain
Cable raise 15, sculpt that frame
Then TRX dips, triceps shout
Overhead cable, there’s no doubt
Bi before you Tri, yeah we goin’ full send
From the start of the set to the very last end
Every rep’s a story, every burn’s a friend
Iron’s my gospel, I transcend
Isolated cables, 4 x 15 slow
Feel that tension, control that flow
Drop set madness, biceps and tries
Fifteen down to one, no compromise
Tabata sprint, lungs on fire
Elevation mask, take me higher
Brooklyn to heaven, muscle and mind
Bi Before You Tri, strength defined
From the start of the set to the very last end
Every rep’s a story, every burn’s a friend
Iron’s my gospel, I transcend
