[ilingku:040] [ver:v1.0] [ti:Silence] [ar:Outerspace] [al:Blood Brothers] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.000]Silence (Explicit) - Outerspace/Vinnie Paz/Vincent Luviner [00:20.296]I'm Abdullah the Butcher pay respect [00:22.156]Or I'm pulling the cooker [00:23.476]You might as well kill yourself [00:24.826]I'm thrilling to push you [00:25.886]Even if you survive son you still b***h [00:28.096]Cause I'm waiting anxiously to pull the kill switch [00:30.526]Your body still stiff rigor mortis [00:32.895]I bring pain it's just raw [00:35.215]It's King's chorus [00:35.935]I seen pain that was pure [00:37.105]It's rich [00:38.305]I seen brains [00:39.025]That was poured on six corners [00:40.645]Listen to orders [00:41.604]Vinnie Paz remains heartless [00:43.544]That's due to my fixation on the darkness [00:45.794]Just give me a forty a idiot and Billy Dee [00:48.364]You'll see what the psychology of Philly really be [00:51.024]Yeah I'm from the birth place of Rocky [00:53.314]My left hook to the body is like Arturo Gatti [00:55.834]You couldn't stop me [00:57.054]I f**king brain drill [00:58.294]I stick around a while [00:59.704]To witness how the pain feels [01:01.074]F**king faggot [01:11.260]We in the game where we smash for freedoms [01:13.419]Raw producer's cribs look like wax museums [01:15.668]We set up shop [01:16.878]Round up and attack the region [01:18.238]See a hundred Puerto Ricans on Banshees leaning [01:21.177]We out to slaughter people we that raw Puericos [01:23.457]We them revolutionists cause no law's equal [01:26.117]We them executioners cause your cerebral [01:28.617]Or pick your brain matter up in God's cathedral [01:31.177]Don't sleep I put a bag under your chin [01:33.457]Approach you real smooth with the swagger of a pimp [01:35.877]Make you stagger with a limp [01:37.327]I'm a addict for the gin [01:38.557]Like a Catholic for the sins [01:39.676]Speaking ratchets through their lips [01:40.946]And you passionate to live [01:42.156]But that chapter don't exist [01:43.445]I put the ratchet to your rib [01:44.545]And make a bastard out of your kids [01:46.045]Make a casket out of your crib [01:47.415]While I'm smashing out your wizz [01:48.635]Have a Gatling for the kid [01:49.755]And I'm laughing at the b***h [01:50.765]The most immaculate spit [01:51.755]Most elaborate with the gift [01:53.425]Then dip my whole team [01:54.435]Till there's carats on their wrists [01:55.845]I need Rocky finger tips [01:57.155]Next slaughter begins [01:58.105]So when we step up [01:59.345]In the spot don't nobody forget [02:00.825]One [02:11.736]I'm the type [02:12.366]That could slaughter a syllable [02:13.686]You killable rap niggas spit words too pitiful [02:15.126]I pity the fools [02:16.306]I'm sick with the tools [02:17.546]We shitting on dudes [02:18.526]You need to be more hip than the news [02:20.946]We ruthless untamed tiger tally your votes [02:23.464]I'm number one draft pick [02:24.674]Man endorse my quote [02:25.873]You heard I loc I escort my folk [02:28.322]We deep like dead bodies on tour I know [02:31.072]We ride like Coupe DeVilles aim shoot to kill [02:33.522]OS and Jedi Mind we the truth for real [02:35.982]So ill we rock three pieces suits and build [02:38.362]Like Reservoir Dogs [02:39.781]In the booth I spill [02:41.180]I feel more official we're still lone on our hills [02:43.590]G5 shine bright like it's stainless steel [02:45.790]The name is real [02:47.010]OuterSpace the rain is real [02:48.320]If you can't stand the rain [02:49.740]Then this ain't your field stupid
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Silence (Explicit) - Outerspace/Vinnie Paz/Vincent Luviner I'm Abdullah the Butcher pay respect Or I'm pulling the cooker You might as well kill yourself I'm thrilling to push you Even if you survive son you still b***h Cause I'm waiting anxiously to pull the kill switch Your body still stiff rigor mortis I bring pain it's just raw It's King's chorus I seen pain that was pure It's rich I seen brains That was poured on six corners Listen to orders Vinnie Paz remains heartless That's due to my fixation on the darkness Just give me a forty a idiot and Billy Dee You'll see what the psychology of Philly really be Yeah I'm from the birth place of Rocky My left hook to the body is like Arturo Gatti You couldn't stop me I f**king brain drill I stick around a while To witness how the pain feels F**king faggot We in the game where we smash for freedoms Raw producer's cribs look like wax museums We set up shop Round up and attack the region See a hundred Puerto Ricans on Banshees leaning We out to slaughter people we that raw Puericos We them revolutionists cause no law's equal We them executioners cause your cerebral Or pick your brain matter up in God's cathedral Don't sleep I put a bag under your chin Approach you real smooth with the swagger of a pimp Make you stagger with a limp I'm a addict for the gin Like a Catholic for the sins Speaking ratchets through their lips And you passionate to live But that chapter don't exist I put the ratchet to your rib And make a bastard out of your kids Make a casket out of your crib While I'm smashing out your wizz Have a Gatling for the kid And I'm laughing at the b***h The most immaculate spit Most elaborate with the gift Then dip my whole team Till there's carats on their wrists I need Rocky finger tips Next slaughter begins So when we step up In the spot don't nobody forget One I'm the type That could slaughter a syllable You killable rap niggas spit words too pitiful I pity the fools I'm sick with the tools We shitting on dudes You need to be more hip than the news We ruthless untamed tiger tally your votes I'm number one draft pick Man endorse my quote You heard I loc I escort my folk We deep like dead bodies on tour I know We ride like Coupe DeVilles aim shoot to kill OS and Jedi Mind we the truth for real So ill we rock three pieces suits and build Like Reservoir Dogs In the booth I spill I feel more official we're still lone on our hills G5 shine bright like it's stainless steel The name is real OuterSpace the rain is real If you can't stand the rain Then this ain't your field stupid