Intro

Well it's Maniac and I'm getting fucking high

Smoking on the blunt and I'm floating through the sky
Me fucking me killing me running and living
The total devotion to rapping and milling me
Cruising the minivan, bucking the gang bang
Fucking me bitches 'cause I'm one night stand man
Like Big Syke, true to the real
'Cause I'm rolling down Highland with dickens on the wheel
Get down to the double guy pump pump
You can't take it you fucking dumb punk
So bust this way low

I'm jacking and robbing, I'm killing and dealing
And smoking and choking and choking and choking around
When your crew to Diego town
Me milling me millimeter go pop pop to the drop to the hot box
Come again for the nine nine shots
It's me that papi little Maniac

Feeling real good like a young Waka shit
Wake up every day and run a day called morning wood
And this shit's bumping, and this shit's bumping

Roll it up, light it up, smoke it up
Pass it to the next, take a hit 'til the smoke is in your chest
Getting high is a good thing, believe it or not
You get a blunt, you roll it up, you light it up at the spot
You never Bogart the sucker 'cause you'll get fucked up
By fools like me who was raised to never ever give a fuck

Born and raised, high 'til I die is my motto
Rolling hella deep with my homeboys spitting hollows

We flip the script, change the style for you sucker ass
Motherfucking hating cock blocking pussy motherfuckers
Rolling down Highland, it's a Sunday night
I'm posted up at Roberto's and my mind is on mine
So roll it up, light it up, pass it around
If you wanna get down to this gangster sound
This is low profile, we run this motherfucker
This is low profile, so fuck you motherfuckers

Fuck bitches, fuck all y'all haters
You got a problem with this track? Fuck you too
And P.S., eat a fat one
Fuck all y'all bitches
Word is bond, you motherfucking motherfucker

Busting and getting the balance
I'm leaving the spinning the arrow can balance
I'm riding you, telling you lie
You riding you die
You running away

Creeping up out of the coffin
I give you no fucking
I'm capping the bitches
The devil so subtle with stitches
I'm having to battle the baddest
I'm having the pistol with the witches, witches
I'm strapping and packing the hoes I be tapping
The money be stacking, I'm trapping the magic trucha
I'm walking around with the shovel

You're laying the tomb of the funnel
You struggle, and you
Was ya so subtle with the embrujado
La cara de malo, lo malo me sale
Lo bueno me vale, camino la calle
Silencer is one of the baddest
The baddest with hollows and clavos, you die

Damn, now I'm getting high
Baggy pants creased up and I'm looking real fine
I got a shaved head, Silencer with locs
Southern California on the map, West Coast

619 Is my home

Many highness wanna fuck, call 'em on the cell phone

What's up girl? I'm the Silencer
Come and spend a little time with the Silencer
Baby stay with me, baby you're so sweet
And you show a little smile when I'm giving a kiss
Silencer with the loco smile
Silencer from the low profile
I'm one of the baddest still
I give you no fucker whatever you feel
It's time to go chill, it's time to go kick it

Put it down, lay it down, I'm wicked

What's up baby doll my love?

Come give me a kiss and a hug
'Cause I be the magical thug
'Cause I be the magical thug
And I be the one in your dream
And you be my beautiful thing