311 - Silver Lyrics

Lyrics Silver - 311



Bobby, you be quiet out there
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 clique, 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 were coming in wack 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 ruled color rocks the bell
The king of swing rise to the top
The rhythm possessed in ya and it don't stop
The mise 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 Lu-Kang kick in Mortal Combat and I land it
So, get your own back when I jam it cold and
Hearing about you 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 brokula
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, and so I think it's funny
The name is Terrance Henry, thief of 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)



Writer(s): Douglas Vincent Martinez, Chad Ronald Sexton, Nicholas Lofton Hexum, Timothy Jerome Mahoney


311 - Grassroots
Album Grassroots
date of release
12-07-1994




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