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The Silence Isn`t Over

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* send all corrections to this typistChorus:The silence isn`t over, but the Flesh decrepitateno time to hestitate, anticipation, much to be doneAnd it don`t matter when you comereally don`t matter where you`re fromwon`t matter where you run[Flesh-N-Bone]Flesh breakin` `em down, hittin` them upBottom line with your businessYou gotta get a spot to handle itNigga, no slackin`, lackin`, me trackin`Me ? is my best friendm there`s my best friendAnd I really can`t serve and swerve and Henesseyseepin` down the side of the (Cherokee Jeep)See the track in the back, strap `cause them double double shotsThen, niggas goes (home) to get the ? when about the blockShoot the spot, but put the muzzle on the kids who tried toOh, I think he better not start (hurt) shit on the double glock, dangerousMy niggas wanna have fun with you, man, and they perfect stalkers searchin`snatchin` up strangers, anyoneNone remaining, I get `em all finishedNiggas, wanna hear silence, makin` me ?, fuck it, set (pilliows) on fireThought it was over, niggas never the silenceI`m on the rise with a gun here I comeNiggas ain`t no muthafuckin` where to runfin to get you some of this redrum, find nowhere to hideWell, even though you tried, they got your body numbDone, done, done, `till it be one nine ninety nine, crime Ifind and then a niggas reap and cath your people by surpriseDrapped in a hoody, would you rather spared then snatch your life?You still gonna pay the price, and I just might go pick up a knife and sliceAnd I`ll pick off any who`s ?, `til your enemy deadWe gon` meet youm get my gun and trick or treat you with the bullets that fledand to show you it`s not ?, I go to beat you Chorus[Flesh-N-Bone]A niggas been flippin` scripts over and over in the past from the wasteland made up of heartless soldiersIf you really bold enough, shot it, and I might blow up, rippin` apart they shouldersGo on`, but the darkness rosed up, my people trippin`if you late to pay my money back on time And you better drop a dime or get fucked upAnd your people won`t find it all funnyWell, then if you caught in the act, and you dead wrongever had to get dealt with, gimme a ny lil` reason or purpose to pack a slug right in his head; hit itPain, no doubt that felt it, fuck up his health quickShit, but at least it be my honorever now and then a nigga felt like he had to hit `em like I`m Jefferey DahmerBut yet I`m ready for battle, so get my armor, comin` for youThinkin` to get you, nigga wig-split youWhat a pretty full blue moonOn the streets to get bodies soonand I thought that we miss youEvery night we actin` foolBetter move yourself a little quickerfast, and if ya thought you`d get caught up in a wrathNo place to go stash what he left for meBurner, hot incinerator, gotta `em burnt to ash`Til he nothin` but dust, I`m gonna keep bustin`, from cussin`Murda let`s them pull triggersAll of my niggas are deviousWhat, you really trust a family full of gravediggas?Takin` no slaves, neither no prisonersHere, there, gotta get `em all finishedAnyone brave? I bet that you shiver, probably wet your pantsEvery chance Flesh get `em all diminishedChorus[Flesh-N-Bone]Stand up and at ease, about face, soldierMy troops come swoopin` through to do the shootin`refuse to cross me, punk took a loss, GDidn`t cost me, I`ll be damnedNow toss me the Mossy Slam and the shells(so the wind burn, saw a tint of light)?, we spill `em, tamin` foolsI load up my barrel, insane, who`s to blame?Flesh deck, at they chest, oh no, won`t show none mercyBetta run off in the hearse, ? have cursed on those who wanna hurt meYou feelin` it worst, feelin` up far, feelin` with the fifth dawgHear the niggas` triggers peel `em, off in the coffinchalk around `em white, bloody redAfta Maff, nigga, that`s your assBuckin` with the boss in from Cleveland, and achievin`goes on the west for heaven`s sake I sayYes, he created me, made me, reach for my pistol (gunshot)and wonder where the demons clear my path receivin` that bullet path hit when I blast yaAnd the niggas ? will outlast yaCreepin on ah mo` come ups inflict for mo` cashGet him, gone, but wanna bring it on?Do you really, huh?No, just take a long fall in the bottomless pit as they see eternal droppin` downAnd hit that ground, murda mo` ya, enforcerforcin` your so sure we`re under sure not to call it war with warriors stories of FleshAnd I got you eye-to-eye without a sign of death for the most of yaChorus

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