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

Krayzie, Sin, and Tombstone:Thug Mentality

Silence(Silence) is nessecary/ tell them who you are
Sin
a different tactic/ Let's sing anthems/ No stereotypical categorizin'/
Rising all
Make-shift realities/ Fantasies misconstrued the of wicked men/ They
as lungs inhale
Exhale poisonous gases/ Oh well, I guess I'll just myself and good
health/ played out
the wickedest hand man has ever dealt/ I felt like dyin' just the other day
was tryin'
Walkin' too close by my side/ Stay still; Please don't move! soul you could
lose/ No
Where's my blood? You'll find out soon 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
gets fired off constantly/ Immorally destroyin' my holy oracle, but I just
ignore it
Keep a pace, just 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, I walk over to the window/ Is it paranoya from the

Then 'cause I thought, then I 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 I heard a crash, my first instincts
was to
But the didn't last so I had to dash/ Run upstairs, I was frantic and

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


Fight, movin' in the (Watch out!) Daylight, takin' slow paces might outrun
the
want to rely on murda/ Enter my life, but life's so strange and hectic/
All backwards/
shelled/ The killin' factor in jail/ The streets is hell/ You can by the
Off with his head
Oh well! You they don't give a damn if that make the weak mind feel the
same/ a shame
how they watch you, stalk you; pinnin' every step I make, every breath I
Makin' it easy
for the next man to get his hands on a 38/ be buckin' on niggas in these
last days, but
for the fun/ stay focused, causin' ruckus/ The devil done played with the
like a puppet
Now we all in fucked That's why silence is necessary/ Don't tell 'em who
you are by far
Don't you them who you are