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

Krayzie, Sin, and Mentality 1999

Silence(Silence) is Don't tell them who you are
Sin
Formulate a different tactic/ Let's sing anthems/ No categorizin'/
Rising all
Make-shift realities/ Fantasies misconstrued the thoughts of men/ They
as lungs inhale
Exhale poisonous gases/ Oh well, I 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; don't move! Your soul you could
No cryin'
Where's my blood? find out soon enough/ All right, I'll ride/ In due
time, we'll get our
to die/ Hold on to my mind/ No use for guns or drugs, need love/ But, yet,
and
Slugs fired off constantly/ Immorally destroyin' my holy oracle, but I just
it though
Keep a pace, just movin' slow, slow, just movin' slow


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

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

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 I heard a crash, my first 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 shop/ I was but I
could the sounds
comin'/ I don't know, they must 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 ain't to rob/ 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 drop it, but I emptied it/ The I get, and hit
the niggas up head to toe
A nigga but I was out the window/ Here I go, I hit the ground "Uh",
then I around
Shake the fall, hopped in the Benz and hauled/ Call in my niggas 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
grave/ Rest In
not feelin' me/ Truly 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/
The killin' 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 make the weak mind feel the
same/ a shame
how they you, stalk you; pinnin' every step I make, knowin' every breath I
take/ it easy
for the next man to get his hands on a 38/ They be buckin' on niggas in
days, but thanks
for the fun/ stay focused, causin' ruckus/ The devil done played with the
earth a puppet
Now we all in fucked shit/ That's why silence is necessary/ Don't 'em who
you are by far
you tell them who you are