Luyện nghe bài hát Silence ["Featuring Graveyard Shift"]

Krayzie, Sin, and Tombstone:Thug 1999

Silence(Silence) is nessecary/ Don't them who you are
Sin
Formulate a tactic/ Let's sing anthems/ No stereotypical categorizin'/
above all
Make-shift Fantasies misconstrued the thoughts of wicked men/ They
cough as lungs
Exhale gases/ Oh well, I guess I'll just protect myself and good
health/ Done out
the wickedest hand man has ever dealt/ I like dyin' just the other day 'cause
Satan was
Walkin' too close by my side/ Stay still; Please move! Your soul you could
lose/ No
Where's my blood? You'll out soon enough/ All right, I'll ride/ In due
time, we'll get our
to die/ Hold on to my No use for guns or drugs, need more love/ But, yet,
and
Slugs gets fired off constantly/ Immorally destroyin' my oracle, but I just
it though
Keep a steady pace, movin' slow, slow, just movin' slow


As I sit in my livin' room, chillin' in my thug mood/ I begin to hear
comin' from the room
So I pause my Nintendo, then I walk to the window/ Is it paranoya from the

Then 'cause I thought, I another thought; run and get the pump, "Who goes

What the fuck you want?" 'cause I done off that bud and I'm a buck a
down, You on my
So you got another round/ All of the sudden I heard a crash, my first
was to
But the Mossberg didn't last so I had to dash/ Run upstairs, I was and

But I managed to make it to the top, to my shop/ I was runnin' but I
could the sounds
comin'/ I don't know, they must think I got money, AK-47 and a Mac-11/ Jet
into the bedroom, lock
in, the clip is in / Teach 'em a lesson it ain't healthy to rob/ fin
to slip on the job as they twist on the knob, just like I figured when they
it
The AK-47 was hot, I had to drop it, but I it/ The Mac-11 I get, and hit
the up from head to toe
A nigga escapin' but I was out the window/ I go, I hit the ground "Uh",
then I around
Shake the fall, hopped in the Benz and hauled/ Call in my let's get ready
for war, I I
killed 'em all, but I they'll be sendin' some more/ So when they come back
I say we
show 'em that rappin' don't mean a thang, and this is a gun, and this is
grave/ In Peace
you're not me/ Truly Mr. Leatherface, I dedicate this...


Fight, in the night (Watch out!) Daylight, takin' slow paces might outrun
the
Never want to rely on Enter my life, but life's so strange and hectic/
All backwards/
shelled/ The killin' factor in jail/ The is hell/ You can tell by the
smell/ Off his head
Oh well! You know they don't give a damn if that make the weak mind the
same/ It's a
how they watch you, stalk you; pinnin' every step I make, every breath I
Makin' it easy
for the next man to get his on a 38/ They be buckin' on niggas in these
days, but thanks
for the fun/ stay focused, causin' ruckus/ The devil done played with the
earth a puppet
Now we all in fucked shit/ why silence is necessary/ Don't tell 'em who
you are by far
Don't you tell who you are