(Bobby, you be quiet out there)

Yeah
Don't fear mere words, 'cause if it takes a word to ruin ya
You should have already heard, you're finished through and soon ya
See that stifling sentences is so much more suspicious
Much worse could come of that, so much more delicious
To the dastardly, bastardly plans of little mice and men
Ugly rears its head and speaks from now and then
People love to disagree, so avoid the endless bout
Make no attempt to try and suss the stupid out
But of the racist institutions, simple minds belong
Not happy just being human, no wish to get along
Little people need exclusions, sucker groups to throng
It makes them feel special, it makes them feel strong

Now I got a click, but it's more like a family
Not an ethnic trip, more like an ethic
See, I write the rhyme today, tell it to you later
Whether we're coming in whack, or what it's a waste to be a hater
Graffiti bombs from the palms, love is so strong
Can't be stopped too long
For the night it will come
Shaped in the form of Mars that stone afar Ghetto cool

Oh well
Now you feel the spell
The color rocks the bell
The king of swing, rise to the top
The rhythm possessed in ya and it don't stop
The muse is broken, the demon locin'
Dropping the bomb and all that is left is the smokin'
Cloakin' chokin', the lyrics are spoken
Infrared vision, scopin' condition
Now breakin' 'em all to pieces like a sly rap bandit
With a fly Liu-Kang kick in Mortal Kombat and I land it
So get your own back when I jam it cold and
Hearing about your rhyme style been outmoded
The dopest flow upon the planet
Dope is the word the bro throw up
On the down low goddammit

You juice your fucking friends like Dracula
But when we kick you out you're just broke-you-la
You left a big surprise from Pacific Bell
Called all your relatives and your friends in hell
Now let me tell you something, you fucking piece of shit
You'll never have no money, now tell me, was it worth it?
You leave a trail of lies, that's why you keep moving
We won't come after you, we'd only end up provin'
In the end, revenge send ends to the defendant
I know that statement's true, I wear it like a pendant
I know you'll hear this song so I think it's funny
The name is Terrence Henry thief or trust and money

Like Captain Picard, we come hard in light years
Our star has long bust, but now reappears
In your sky at night, rising and immense
Yes, you see ourselves in the shine of it
And so passing under the dome of the great sky
Beware, we are the stars, Holmes, that you ruled by
Where death reborn into the world is a gift
So the future with no voice of its own will uplift

All is gone, all is calm, y'all
All is gone, all is calm, y'all
All is gone, all is calm, y'all
All is gone, all is calm, y'all

Set wrecked in L.A. (all is gone, all is calm, y'all)
In the Wetlands of New York (all is gone, all is calm, y'all)
Atlanta and Phoenix (all is gone, all is calm, y'all)
Portland, Lincoln and N.O. (all is gone, all is calm, y'all)


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Silver Lyrics as written by Douglas Vincent Martinez Chad Ronald Sexton

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    about a guy 311 lived with they no like guy so they make song about him

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