The Silent Type

[Verse 1]

I be trying to stay out the way while I'm still on probation
Giving niggas no conversation to avoid a confrontation
That'll lead me to being a repeated offender
Lock a nigga inside a cage is the judges agenda
So I try to stay from in-front of him and live my life
You know how the saying goes when it comes to silent types
Don't fuck wit them, or you gon' bring out the crazy
Temper shorter than the dukes on Daisy
Do not persuade me to do something that I'ma regret
Like flip open this knife and put it close to your neck
And slice it until it's open then nut inside of a Trojan
Then dump it inside close it then roll you into the ocean
And leave you in a floating motion but the weights on your ankles
Gon' help you sink to the bottom, like what's a names album
Please don't twist it 'cause I be chilling
And turn the Jedi Master to a sYth Villain, listen

[Chorus]

I'm tired of telling you niggas to leave me alone
Keep pushing me to the edge and you'll get popped in the dome
Don't make me ride nigga (cause we gon' ride nigga)
Bullets'll fly nigga (and you gon' die nigga)
I'm tired of telling you niggas to stay in your place
Keep on and I'ma put this A.K. to your face
Don't make me ride nigga ('cause we gon' ride nigga)
Bullets'll fly nigga (and you gon' die nigga) fuck wit me

[Verse 2]

The moral of the story is to keep to yourself
Because ain't nobody gonna hear you when you screaming for help
Look at you bleed on yourself, thinking you superhuman
Thought you was elusive 'til a shooter ruegar'd your medulla
I'm from the home of the go-go, no we don't fuck wit po-po
We bang the 4-4, 'til your ears are deffer than So-So
No J-D, here your chances are slimmer than Shady
They'll shoot at your lady then kidnap your baby
And maybe, you can have it back in one piece
You don't wanna experience that, then stay out the streets Lord
Need to stop perpetrating a fraud
Knowing you gon' fold when you get hit with a charge
And learn to leave the silent ones alone
Niggas ain't silent because they're bitch made they're silent because they know that they're prone
To fuck you over if you force them to snap
And I ain't talking 'bout no app, cross the Lord it's a wrap nigga

[Chorus]

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