Killaman [aea]

sports layout powered by HOT FreeLayouts.com / MyHotComments----------------------------------------------- ------------ Check it...uggh! Silence Something about silence makes me sick 'Cause silence can be violent Sorta like a slit wristIf the vibe was suicide Then you would push da button But if ya bowin' down Then let me do the cuttin'Some speak the sounds But speak in silent voices Like radio is silent Though it fills the air with noises Its transmissions bring submission As ya mold to the unreal And mad boy grips the microphone Wit' a fistful of steel Yeah...and mad mad boy grips the microphone Wit' a fistful of steelWit' a fistful of steel ('Cause I know the power of the question) Wit' a fistful of steel Wit' a fistful of steel (And I won't stop cause I know the power of the question)It's time to flow like the fluid in ya veins If ya will it, I will spill it And ya out just as quick as ya came Not a silent one But a defiant one Never a normal one 'Cause I'm the bastard son With the visions of the move Vocals not to soothe But to ignite and put in flight My sense of militance Groovin', playin' this game called survival The status, the elite, the enemy, the rival The silent sheep slippin', riffin', trippin' Give ya a glimpse of the reality I'm grippin' Steppin' into the jam and I'm slammin' like Shaquille Mad boy grips the microphone Wit' a fistful of steel Yeah...and mad boy grips the microphone Wit' a fistful of steelWit' a fistful of steel ('Cause I know the power of the question) Wit' a fistful of steel Wit' a fistful of steel (And I won't stop 'cause I know the power of the question) Ahh shitAnd I won't stop 'cause I know the power of the questionAnd if the vibe was suicide Then you would push da button But if ya bowin' down Then let me do the cuttin.. Yeah! Come on!