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Gza Genius lyrics : "Silent"

Yeah six o'clock in the morning
That's right we gotta get this darts right
Spray y'all ^!$$%s on some marksman %#@!


Yes i said "look i got ready to graze
Took my hat off and the crowd went crazy

(*##$es threw their panties the sound man was fannin' me
The whole place was standin' g
What they chant we was family

Jumped in the crowd and i swam to sea
Threw me to the back surprise i still had my chains on me"


Dana dane front row $%&^$%&^x i bang all three
Say "yo meth $%&^x it throw a jim brownski
Versace banana color robes and my socks be"

Them billie jean $%&^xx and they real rocky
The fans can't knock me
I bench coliseums while genius spot me

Plus i'm @@#!y (*##$

Once i took off the hoodie revealed the face

Cop patrol couldn't control the place
I got groupies backstage lined up at the gate
The signs up yellin' "we love your tape!"

I'm sorry i took so long didn't mean to make y'all wait
But good things take time to create
You can find me in your studio


Half baked eatin' ganja cake
Tryin' to make my next release date

With ghost street gza great minds relate
You know a brother bond is hard to break
When we perform we cause the earth to shake

Ain't nothin' changes it's still those same ^!$$%s
You love to hate gza


I set examples over amplified samples
That's scratched in the club ducks begin to trample
On those who fell victims body loss they souls

These beats when i picked 'em
Jones played the role soldiers brave and bold
Rza paid the roll gza buries the scrolls

Then months later it was then years later it was
Written on loose leaf that old formula
That was stolen by a new thief


The journalist watched it critics couldn't knock it
A piece of history that they carried in they pocket

With the time factor speed was the order of the day
What a delay they were able to what he would say
Why waste the slot time of the ridiculous rhyme

That's only excused by a generous mind
I kept 'em stored in the shelters like the goods in cans
'til i turned rap villes into harvested lands

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