Lyrics:
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
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Words sometimes
Talk about Life, talk about struggle and strife, talk about raising kids right, talk about game, tell em that it ain't no gain unless you endure
talk
And those who talk don't know a thing
Men are born soft and turn tough
Dead lay a stiffened heart, I've been kissed by God
I've been hurt, I've
You hating on each other we should talk about it
Have a civil conversation and talk about it
I believe in God but don't believe in religion get holed
wanna talk about it
Have you pulling up with the brights on
Only time it's right when the guys gone
Ain't no way to talk with the lights low
You keep
through this break
I'm not gonna talk to you
If you keep playing games, Yeah
I don't really care about her
But she in my brain, Yeah
And I try it all
damn shithead bitch!
I talk the shit 'til I'm old
So motherfucker you bitch god damn asshole
I talk big shit, big spit
I do it on the microphone
hear nothin' bout' no keys boy
But it's like everywhere I go
Everybody pull up low by the boatloads (woah)
Then they get on records and
Rap about
away and forget tonight
Don't wanna talk about it
Say you feel me man I doubt it
Don't show no sorrow ain't pouted
I've been moving solo rerouted
Thank
sumpin'
Turn it up, make it pumpin'
Let's sing it real loud
Everybody get down
Backstreet, Britney, 'N Sync, Christine
Everybody talk about
Pop music
Know what you're getting high on, how much you're getting by on
Everything you afraid of, well it ain't no thing
What about your future when you
God and don't you know
(Be strong)
You got the power if you look deep inside
(The flow y'all)
Just let God be your light
(Rock on)
And He'll make it
commando gear -- black robes and a red sash
around his head -- is standing by a plan on the wall. He is addressing an
audience of about eight MASKED
down
And I'ma take one out and I'ma light it...
Just give me 10 minutes
I just need 10 minutes alone
To not deal with a thing, to not answer my phone
Where you been?"
Where you been? You understand?
That's about the size of it
This for the streets, the streets everywhere
The streets affected by
they're about
To die and they're
About to meet what's ever after
Death it's funny nobody
Want's to turn to God 'til it's too late
'til it's time for you
learning lessons
From burning trees to burning green
Cuz I got to spend royalties that come from G-o-d
Its all about Him and banking rewards in His treasury
die, I know it
We've gotta leave him here, honey, we gotta
He won't talk, I promise you that, will you Johnny?
Frankie, I don't care whether he
by the spirit
So I wrote it down for the homies to hear it
I know God is watching from above
Sometimes I wonder what I'd do without his love
I'm back at it hey it's about time they let me in the studio
Rhymes in my head is too much for my brain though
I look at the sky like God you so good
just to talk about it
But it burns even worse just to walk without him
I look up to the ceiling fan and i see Gods plan aint far from rising
All you
In God's hands (Conductor)
Be grateful
That He was there
Glory (yeah)
I'm out here on the road
You can hear it in the voice (glory)
Still get
This culture came from
And what it's really all about
I got you, my nigga, yo, ayo
Count to ten and then come in shootin'
Fuck peace, Silverback the new
on problems
The reason behind it is they keep it inside and never wanna talk about their problems
Talk about their-talk about their problems
Never wanna talk
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