One Silent Night (ft Mugsy)
[DEC.26.2005]:hype song,mad flow,alot of work put into it,cinematical sound.. *KING PRODz*
SOUL ONE
..aint got no band..my names King, rap names Soul One..im not rappin to be rich, altho i'd obviously love that shit, im spitten fo everybody who has emotions wether it be anger, happiness, love or grieving over death. I spit so you people can hear my emotion, my state of mind, its what i do, been writin poems since i was like 7..and lyrically i dont write no bullshit, i write my mind how im feelin at that time, wats around me and wat not....so listen deep and pay attention to tha lyrics..dont jus peep my beats n shit..listen... one
Story behind the song
-life..everything, the filth in life..this beat brings out the anger i speak..
Lyrics
One Silent Night *FT: MUGSY*
*intro*
there was once a silent night
not a sound was noticed, not even the myke
extortion was paused, habits pushed aside
from the cold streets of canada,this is the northside
-ChOrUs-
CRIME, CHASITY, DRUGS, EXTORTION
DEATH, POVERTY, THUGS, ABORTION
RATS, SNITCHES, FRIENDS, FOES
RACISTS, BITCHES, FAMILY, HOES
(vI)
crime, chasity, drugs, police
if u under suspicion,u watched upon the streets
let the beef fill ya mind, dont be blinded by ya foes
your rival is your self never trust in any hoes
rok it solo fo the dough yo, u gotta keep ya cake up
never feel sympathetic or go broke when u break up
me, im'bout da paper,i gots to raise the stakes up
half these rappers fake sun, i give em all the shake up
dont make me put this face up on a wanted poster freely
so u could stare into my eyes realize you'd never be me
people fightin over crumbs sellin grass to advance
me i gots a betta plan free of cops or demands
no mo handin out them grams, im strategizing daily
alot of people show me love,lotta faggots neva pay me
daily, patiently im waiting contemplating how to settle
blowin smoke like a kettle, at higha status level
(vII)
i give a fuck about my past, bout to pull sum muder one
third degree is what it be but they never find tha gun
catch this nigga on the hideout with a partna on the rideout
we take it to the ocean and smoke until the tides out
like sumbody gots to die now, who gon be a victim
to listen on instant to my ill implicit writtens
u would never be a victim if u stayed on ya side
i ride when i ride, go to battle with pride
in my future, plenty brides, maybe one, if its right
if its life and i like, then im keepin dat fo life
momas killin babies, sluts sharin scabies
skin deep cancer ..is in ..us all... like rabies
stereos they play me, my voice breaks silence
soljaz, homies, tyrants, we all about the violence
me im drownin silence with the wisdom which i speak
a prophet to the streets smoken weed in the streets
*MUGSY verseIII*
*KING PRODUCTIONz*
