Krayzie Bone - Silence[Featuring Graveyard Shift ] Lyrics
Krayzie, sin, and tombstone:thug mentality 1999-refrain-Silence(silence) is nessecary/ dont tell them who you areSinFormulate a different tactic/ lets sing anthems/ no stereotypical categorizin/Rising above allMake-shift realities/ fantasies misconstrued the thoughts of wicked men/ theyCough as lungs inhaleExhale poisonous gases/ oh well, I guess Ill just protect myself and goodHealth/ done played outThe wickedest hand man has ever dealt/ I felt like dyin just the other day cuzSatan was tryinWalkin too close by my side/ stay still; please dont move! your soul you couldLose/ no cryinWheres my blood? youll find out soon enough/ all right, Ill ride/ in dueTime, well get our chanceTo die/ hold on to my mind/ no use for guns or drugs, need more love/ but, yet,And stillSlugs gets fired off constantly/ immorally destroyin my holy oracle, but I justIgnore it thoughKeep a steady pace, just movin slow, slow, just movin slow-refrain-KrayzieAs I sit in my livin room, chillin in my thug mood/ I begin to hear noisesComin from the other roomSo I pause my nintendo, then I walk over to the window/ is it paranoya from theIndo?Then cuz I thought, then I another thought; run and get the pump, who goesThere?What the ***** you want? cuz I done off that bud and Im a buck a mutha*****erDown, you on my groundSo you got another round/ all of the sudden I heard a crash, my first instinctsWas to blastBut the mossberg didnt last so I had to dash/ run upstairs, I was frantic andPanicedBut I managed to make it to the top, to my artillery shop/ I was runnin but iCould hear the soundsComin/ I dont know, they must think I got some money, ak-47 and a mac-11/ jetInto the bedroom, lock myselfIn, we couldnt see em/ teach em a lesson it aint healthy to rob/ they finTo slip on the job soon as they twist on the knob, just like I figured when theyTwisted itThe ak-47 was hot, I had to drop it, but I emptied it/ the mac-11 I get, and hitThe niggas up from head to toeA nigga escapin but I was out the window/ here I go, I hit the ground uh,Then I look aroundShake the fall, hopped in the benz and hauled/ call in my niggas lets get readyFor war, I think iKilled em all, but I know theyll be sendin some more/ so when they come backAround I say weShow em that rappin dont mean a thang, and this is a gun, and this is yourGrave/ rest in peaceYoure not feelin me/ truly mr. leatherface, I dedicate this...-refrain-TombstoneFight, movin in the night (watch out!) daylight, takin slow paces might outrunThe raceNever want to rely on murda/ enter my life, but lifes so strange and hectic/All backwards/ itsShelled/ the killin factor in jail/ the streets is hell/ you can tell by theSmell/ off with his headOh well! you know they dont give a damn if that make the weak mind feel theSame/ its a shameHow they watch you, stalk you; pinnin every step I make, knowin every breath iTake/ makin it easyFor the next man to get his hands on a 38/ they be buckin on niggas in theseLast days, but thanksFor the fun/ cant stay focused, causin ruckus/ the devil done played with theEarth like a puppetNow we all in *****ed shit/ thats why silence is necessary/ dont tell em whoYou are by farDont you tell them who you are-refrain-
