Lyrics
Moment of Silence
VERSE 1
What you got,
I’m up in the spot,
with wizardry in my pockets,
size of daisy cutter rockets,
I’m all about it,
I pull it up and then count it,
When you’re counting syllables,
There ain’t no mutha fuckin rounding,
The beat soundin astounding,
And hypnotizing,
It’s all by
DJ B Roc
I’m hailing from the M town,
I’m takin my little piece,
My pocket,
So empty that
The complete family tree,
Of wockets could fit in each of em,
So blah blah
Yall know,
On these beats,
I keep it hot,
I’m every bit,
The image of what,
you are not,
I’m rockin the spot,
Like I was bangin on brass pots,
With top notch,
Break lots,
Omni words plotted,
I’m severing pieces of you,
Leaving you chopped,
And on the black market,
I keepin the profits of coppin em,
you’re a walking target in,
getting sniped with hallowed in,
bullets so the holes are big enough,
to fit your mutha fuckin wallet in,
VERSE1
CHORUS
I take a moment silence,
For all my enemies,
Insulting me,
Little did they know,
That they was sending me,
To the next level,
You push I stab with a shovel,
There’s no fight or tussel,
Just a bunch fuckers all cussin,
And gushin blood,
i take a minute to breathe,
inbetween verses,
layin curses in,
multi layerd conversions of purpose,
i'm irkin,
all the other rappers perpin,
spittin worthless verses,
of lies and otherwise,
commercial rap services,
CHORUS
VERSE 2
You’re an encomberence,
Upon this earth or wonderfulness,
Wait a minute what the fuck I’m talking about,
I must have been dreamin this,
It’s like a rock thrown in some shit in a bucket,
With Martians drinkin and up chuckin in it,
From start to finish, a pile ‘o muck
I’m savin em up,
These songs ever so much better,
Than nuck if you buck,
It’s un believable how these,
Sleezy fuckin greasy acts,
Get signed up,
From the bottom I’ll climb up,
And fly just,
To show some people how I compete,
Flyin with eyes shut in a jet,
Maybe I’m asleep,
But fuck I’m havin fun,
So keep the jet fuel coming son,
Won’t stop till I’m above the number one,
Lips teeth tip of the tongue,
it's love ontil I spit,
so whats up,
whats the reason the we don't fall up,
that we can jump, and come back down,
why the earth spins round and round,
why the sky don't fall,
and why we're around,
why I flow, why push shit,
to the limits of sound,
VERSE 2
CHORUS
I take a moment silence,
For all my enemies,
Insulting me,
Little did they know,
That they was sending me,
To the next level,
You push I stab with a shovel,
There’s no fight or tussel,
Just a bunch fuckers all cussin,
And gushin blood,
i take a minute to breathe,
inbetween verses,
layin curses in,
multi layerd conversions of purpose,
i'm irkin,
all the other rappers perpin,
spittin worthless verses,
of lies and otherwise,
commercial rap services,
CHORUS
VERSE 3
Complete, opposite,
of rockin blocks and being anonymous,
i'm so done with all of this hallow shit,
like labotomist's,
laboritory condaments,
i'm hard to mix,
explosive results,
like bombs equiped,
to tankers of gas,
on german ships,
carrying fully souped up,
fully gased german whips,
packed with gun power,
enough smoke to make indigionous,
people think that it's an eclipse,
then i'm outie,
swimmin back out to cali,
joggin through hills and valleys,
smoother than butter,
I slide through the alleys,
i'm greased up,
peaced up,
need much,
keep us,
clapping,
when emcees,
like me,
get free,
we trigger happy,
ask me,
any question,
bout rappin,
i'll start yapping,
bout babylon,
and ramble on,
ontil somebody,
slaps me,
most dudes talk lots,
but in the end they rap crappy,
in compaireson to fools like me,
i'm fantabulous,
VERSE 3
