作词 : Nas/R. Walker/Romeo/Browne
作曲 : Nas/R. Walker/Romeo/Browne
Silent, silent murder
Silent, silent murder
Silent, silent murder
Silent, silent murder
It's sort of like the conclusion, the color purple
*****s is losing, confusion, with one time all pursuit moves in
Grabbing *****s up in this movement to rule ****
Cop versus the block, shorties is too quick
Lesson number one, if you're arrested and hung
Where *****s is from, gotta keep a lid on your tongue
It's like silent murder,
I hit blunts hard like
Ray Mercer
The violent words of a
Prince in a palace of
PersiaThe cognac plurger plus the trees
But whose the faul one to make his nose take a freeze
And got enough gold to rock ice in all hype
Used to be a general but just lost his stripe
Pipe dreams and white fiends and all-nighters, collect calls from lifers
Astoria walls with
Cypress, since
I got a problem with the law-writers
I kick some more items just to explore horizons
The palm lady dreamt of this day, so
I'ma playThe crib close smokin' with the big toast and lay
Silent, silent murder
They say the arms of
Nicki Barnes would be enough to blast
A lot of rich *****s fell and started pumping gas
Was it the mind of
CIA that bumped off
Malik Shabazz
**** what they teach in class,
I'ma reach the mass
Strap up, no back up, it's jungle tactics
Livin' practice, out of line *****s get smacked backwards
So wear it if the cap fits, fold it up money and mad clips
A stack right under my mattress
To smoke a ***** like a
Hugh Brother motion picture
*****s gettin' open cruise, won't be olding *****s
April fools, they laugh the jokes on the benches
Cease outside, my ***** spoke on his sentence
Silent, silent murder
Silent, silent murder
Silent, silent murder
Silent, silent murder
Silent, silent, silent murder
My right handers never play too close to cameras
It's nighttime scanners, circle that allow gamblers
Peace-making *****s, pep talk
The peace-making '*****s walk off the hot avenues with they brew
Time to get this loot countless, 'cuz sun, it ain't no youth fountains
*****s take cash and shoot, bounce and
Pakistanians is took hostage
Locked up inside a linen closet, known for spending pies up
What's the flavor when your neighbors do jake favors?
Lock them real *****s down and lettin' fake players
Roam around the project this lyrical logic,
I diluteThe weak can o**ect the right composite
We're plottin' all murderous schemes
It seems,
I'm ghostly called by the essence of
QueensThe palm lady dreamt of this day, so
I'ma playThe crib close smokin' with the big toast and lay
Silent, silent murder
Silent, silent murder
And Cain killed his brother
AbelWhen God accepted
Abel's offering and not his
Abel's offering showed that
Cain was not giving his best to
GodAnd Cain's jealous anger drove him to murder
Drove him to murder
