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

Krayzie, Sin, and Tombstone:Thug 1999

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
cough as inhale
Exhale poisonous Oh well, I guess I'll just protect myself and good
Done played out
the wickedest hand man has dealt/ I felt like dyin' just the other day 'cause
was tryin'
Walkin' too close by my side/ Stay still; Please don't move! Your you could
No cryin'
Where's my blood? You'll find out soon enough/ All right, I'll 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 fired off constantly/ Immorally destroyin' my holy oracle, but I just
ignore it
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 noises
comin' from the other
So I my Nintendo, then 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 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 dash/ Run upstairs, I was and

But I managed to make it to the top, to my artillery 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, myself
in, the clip is in / Teach 'em a lesson it ain't healthy to They fin
to slip on the job soon as they twist on the knob, just I figured when they
it
The AK-47 was hot, I had to it, but I emptied it/ The Mac-11 I get, and hit
the niggas up from to toe
A nigga escapin' but I was out the Here I go, I hit the ground "Uh",
I look 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 know they'll be sendin' some more/ So when they back
I say we
show 'em that rappin' don't mean a thang, and is a gun, and this is your
Rest In Peace
you're not feelin' me/ Mr. Leatherface, I dedicate this...


Fight, movin' in the night (Watch out!) Daylight, slow paces might outrun
the
want to rely on murda/ Enter my life, but life's so strange and hectic/
All It's
shelled/ The killin' factor in jail/ The streets is hell/ You can by the
smell/ Off his head
Oh well! You know they don't give a damn if make the weak mind feel the
It's a shame
how watch you, stalk you; pinnin' every step I make, knowin' every breath I
Makin' it easy
for the next man to get his hands on a 38/ They be buckin' on in these
last days, but
for the Can't stay focused, causin' ruckus/ The devil done played with the
like 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