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

Krayzie, Sin, and Tombstone:Thug Mentality

Silence(Silence) is Don't 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 lungs
Exhale gases/ Oh well, I guess I'll just protect myself and good
health/ Done out
the wickedest hand man has ever I felt like dyin' just the other day 'cause
Satan was
Walkin' too close by my side/ Stay still; don't move! Your soul you could
lose/ No
Where's my blood? You'll find out enough/ All right, I'll ride/ In due
time, get our chance
to die/ Hold on to my mind/ No use for guns or drugs, more love/ But, yet,
and
Slugs gets off constantly/ Immorally destroyin' my holy oracle, but I just
it though
Keep a steady pace, just movin' slow, slow, movin' slow


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

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

What the fuck you want?" 'cause I off that bud and I'm a buck 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 last so I had to dash/ 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 know, they must think I got some money, AK-47 and a Mac-11/ Jet
into the bedroom, lock
in, the is in / Teach 'em a lesson it ain't healthy to rob/ They 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 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 Here I go, I hit the ground "Uh",
then I around
Shake the fall, in the Benz and hauled/ Call 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 come back
I say we
show 'em that rappin' mean a thang, and this is a gun, and this is your
Rest In Peace
you're not me/ Truly 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 life's so and hectic/
All backwards/
shelled/ The factor in jail/ The streets is hell/ You can tell by the
smell/ Off with his
Oh well! You know they don't give a damn if that make the mind feel the
same/ a shame
how they watch you, stalk you; pinnin' every step I make, knowin' every I
take/ 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/ Can't stay focused, causin' 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