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

Krayzie, Sin, and Mentality 1999

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


As I sit in my livin' room, chillin' in my thug mood/ I begin to noises
comin' the other room
So I pause my Nintendo, then I walk over to the window/ Is it paranoya 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 a muthafucker
down, You on my
So you got another round/ All of the sudden I heard a crash, my instincts
was to
But the Mossberg didn't last so I had to Run upstairs, I was frantic and

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


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