Silence Lyrics

Krayzie, Sin, and Tombstone:Thug Mentality 1999

[5xs]
Silence(Silence) is necessary
Don't tell them who you are
Who you are

Sin
Formulate a different tactic
Let's sing anthems
No stereotypical categorizin'
Rising above all make-shift realities
Fantasies misconstrued the thoughts of wicked men
They cough as lungs inhale
Exhale poisonous gases
Oh well, I guess I'll just protect myself and good health
Done played out the wickedest hand man has ever dealt
I felt like dyin' just the other day cuz
Satan was tryin'
Walkin' too close by my side
Stay still; Please don't move! Your soul you could lose
No cryin' where's my blood?
You'll find out soon enough
All right, I'll ride
In due time, we'll get our chance to die
Hold on to my mind
No use for guns or drugs, need more love
But, yet, and still
Slugs gets fired off constantly
Immorally destroyin' my holy oracle, but I just ignore it though
Keep a steady pace, just movin' slow, slow, just movin' slow

Silence[repeat 8xs]

Krayzie
As I sit in my livin' room, chillin' in my thug mood
I begin to hear noises comin' from the other room
So I pause my Nintendo, then I walk over to the window
Is it paranoya from the indo?
Then cuz I thought, then I another thought; run and get the pump,
"Who goes there?
What the fuck you want?"
Cuz I done off that bud and I'm a buck a muthafucker
down, You on my ground
So you got another round
All of the sudden I heard a crash, my first instincts was to blast
But the Mossberg didn't last so I had to dash
Run upstairs, I was frantic and paniced
But I managed to make it to the top, to my artillery shop
I was runnin' but I could hear the sounds comin'
I don't know, they must think I got some money,
AK-47 and a Mac-11 Jet into the bedroom, lock myself
in, the clip 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, Krayzie Bone - Silence - http://motolyrics.com/krayzie-bone/silence-lyrics.html
just like I figured when they twisted it
The AK-47 was hot, I had to drop it, but I emptied it
The Mac-11 I get, and hit the niggas up from head to toe
A nigga escapin' but I was out the window
Here I go, I hit the ground "Uh", rhen I look around
Shake the fall, hopped in the Benz and hauled
Call in my niggas let's get ready for war, I think I
killed 'em all, but I know they'll be sendin' some more
So when they come back around I say we
show 'em that rappin' don't mean a thang,
and this is a gun, and this is your grave
Rest In Peace you're not feelin' me
Truly Mr. Leatherface,
I dedicate this...

Silence[repeat 8xs]

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

[5xs]
Silence(Silence) is necessary
Don't tell them who you are
Who you are

[4xs]
Silence(Silence) is necessary
Don't tell them who you are