Silence

Move in silence, keep your enemies closer Burning all this bread like the heat from The toaster Don't f*ck around boy, or your end will be Closer I don't want no fucking beef, all I want is Some closure Cause very often lately everybody legs away You were once smart comment off me, taking them away But f*ck it, it's all in the name of the game There's no rule to war, except saying it to My fucking face I don't care what race or gender If you're talking shit behind my back, consider this song a rear-ender And if you're in the game, consider this a career ending blow Just goes to show how lethal I can be when I'm in the fucking zone Little bro thought he could get away with being cheeky until I hit him in his dome Lights out, little bro had to taste the floor Then I woke him up and made him bite the fucking Curb, fucking nerd