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

Krayzie, Sin, and Mentality 1999

Silence(Silence) is nessecary/ tell them who you are
Sin
Formulate a different tactic/ Let's sing anthems/ No categorizin'/
Rising all
realities/ Fantasies misconstrued the thoughts of wicked men/ They
cough as inhale
Exhale poisonous Oh well, I guess I'll just protect myself and good
health/ Done out
the wickedest hand man has ever dealt/ I felt dyin' just the other day 'cause
Satan was
Walkin' too close by my side/ still; Please don't move! Your soul you could
No cryin'
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 my holy oracle, but I just
ignore it
Keep a steady pace, just movin' slow, slow, just slow


As I sit in my room, chillin' in my thug mood/ I begin to hear noises
from 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 another thought; run and get the pump, "Who

What the you want?" 'cause I done off that bud and I'm a buck a muthafucker
down, You on my
So you got another round/ All of the sudden I 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
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 they
it
The was hot, I had to drop it, but I emptied it/ The Mac-11 I get, and hit
the up from head to toe
A nigga escapin' but I was out the window/ Here I go, I hit the "Uh",
I look around
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 more/ So when they come
I say we
show 'em that don't mean a thang, and this is a gun, and this is your
grave/ Rest In
you're not feelin' me/ Mr. Leatherface, I dedicate this...


Fight, movin' in the night (Watch out!) Daylight, takin' slow might outrun
the
Never to rely on murda/ 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
Off with his head
Oh well! You know they give a damn if that 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 on niggas in these
days, but thanks
for the fun/ stay focused, causin' ruckus/ The devil done played with the
like a puppet
Now we all in fucked shit/ That's why silence is Don't tell 'em who
you are by far
you tell them who you are