SILENT BY DEADLY E

It's fifty degrees Fahrenheit and the relative Humidity is seventy-seven percent. It is cloudy. Today's weather forecast is some morning sunshine Then becoming mostly cloudy. Highs in the mid to upper sixties and light Winds. rolling up on this phone, That's where I'm gonna be. Hit smoke trees, but now these niggas want some Gangsta shit. But see we smoking for the G. My first high was a green, but then the Dice came back to me. Uh, I hear them stamping the door, They want more. Back in the door with more killer jaw. I had the bustas mad as hell, so I Had to bail. They started firing shots, So I exited the motherfucking car. Looked at my fucking glock and leave a fool Brain scattered on the block. Look where my cat is parked, I know something Else else dropped. You pissed up on my block, pop that ass Like a top. On a motherfucking cruise, So nigga fuck you and your fifty man crew. So what you wanna do? A nigga like the K ain't taking no fucking Hits. Trick bitch, let's get it through the roof. What y'all doing over there? What You say, man? What the fuck, man? We out here every day, Yeah, whatever the fuck Motherfucking something, man. It's D-Block on that One, you know? Might with it, man, You know? You know we chill right now, man. Hey, what's up, I'm just everywhere on this block, Man, you know? Nah, I cannot hardly get the love with y'all People, man, you know? This shit, this shit is getting real. You know, it might seem like a quiet neighborhood, But shit good, you know, like... Just as the girls come over here, man. The sun go down, man. Sun go down, the girls come out. You dig what I'm Saying? All right, yo, D-Block, know we got animals out You know what I'm you we don't give a Shit. with the hollow. Chip inside of the swallow. You niggas all bend my business and I catch Them without no witness. It's so ground, that's in relieving no evidence. Nothing can ever be traced. It's different to minors and human in touches. The bullets they picking off the ground. They cold blood, the rude rude. You murder somebody in cold blood. You never would know the reaction of people trying To judge on how you see a person. You bitches ain't sign they bullshit first mind 'cause Young Lo is a killer, nigga. Just a fool beating em up, both jigga both In spring. You thought I was gone 'cause I was down With the family. I just want big pity, Seriously wicked. How I'ma sit like that? I can't get with it. Yeah, I grab for the mic and I roll It. Straight sexy with my hair dyed gold and With all the bells and whistles