Fistful of Steel

歌詞

Silence Something about silence makes me sick 'Cause silence can be violent Sorta like a slit wrist If 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 Mad boy grips the microphone Wit' a fistful of steel Mad boy grips the microphone Wit' a fistful of steel Wit' a fistful of steel Wit' a fistful of steel Wit' a fistful of steel Yes, 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 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 Shaquillel Mad boy grips the microphone Wit' a fistful of steel Mad boy grips the microphone Wit' a fistful of steel Wit' a fistful of steel Wit' a fistful of steel Wit' a fistful of steel A 44 full of bullets Face full of pale Eyes full or empty A stare full of nails The roulette ball rolls alone on the wheel A mind full of fire And a fistial of steel If the vibe was suicide Then you would push da button But if ya bowin' down Then let me do the cuttin' Wit' a fistful of steel Wit' a fistful of steel