Huh! Check it! Uh! Silence, something about silence makes me sick 'Cause silence can be violent sorta like a slit wrist If the vibe was suicide, then you would push da button But if ya bowin' down, then let me do the cuttin' Some speak the sounds but speak in silent voices Like radio is silent though it fills the air with noises Its transmissions bring submission as ya mold to the unreal And mad boy grips the microphone with a fistful of steel Yeah, and mad mad boy grips the microphone With a fistful of steel, with a fistful of steel ('Cause I know the power of the question) With a fistful of steel, with a fistful of steel (And I won't stop cause I know the power of the question) It's time to flow like the fluid in ya veins if ya will it, I will spill it And ya out just as quick as ya came, not a silent one But a defiant one, never a normal one 'Cause I'm the bastard son with the visions of the move Vocals not to soothe but to ignite and put in flight My sense of militance groovin', playin' that game called survival The status, the elite, the enemy, the rival The silent sheep slippin', riffin', trippin' Give you a glimpse of the reality I'm grippin' Steppin' into the jam and I'm slammin' like Shaquille Mad boy grips the microphone with a fistful of steel Yeah, and mad boy grips the microphone With a fistful of steel, with a fistful of steel ('Cause I know the power of the question) With a fistful of steel, with a fistful of steel (And I won't stop 'cause I know the power of the question) Ah ****! And I won't stop 'cause I know the power of the question And if the vibe was suicide Then you would push da button But if ya bowin' down then let me do the cuttin' Yeah, come on A .44 full of bullets, face full of pale Eyes full of empty, a stare full of nails The roulette ball, rolls along on the wheel A mind full of fire and a fistful of steel And if the vibe was suicide Then you would push da button But if ya bowin' down Then let me do the cuttin' Yeah, with a fistful of steel, uh! Come on, uh! With a fistful of steel, uh!
Huh! Check it! Uh! Silence, something about silence makes me sick 'Cause silence can be violent sorta like a slit wrist If the vibe was suicide, then you would push da button But if ya bowin' down, then let me do the cuttin' Some speak the sounds but speak in silent voices Like radio is silent though it fills the air with noises Its transmissions bring submission as ya mold to the unreal And mad boy grips the microphone with a fistful of steel Yeah, and mad mad boy grips the microphone With a fistful of steel, with a fistful of steel ('Cause I know the power of the question) With a fistful of steel, with a fistful of steel (And I won't stop cause I know the power of the question) It's time to flow like the fluid in ya veins if ya will it, I will spill it And ya out just as quick as ya came, not a silent one But a defiant one, never a normal one 'Cause I'm the bastard son with the visions of the move Vocals not to soothe but to ignite and put in flight My sense of militance groovin', playin' that game called survival The status, the elite, the enemy, the rival The silent sheep slippin', riffin', trippin' Give you a glimpse of the reality I'm grippin' Steppin' into the jam and I'm slammin' like Shaquille Mad boy grips the microphone with a fistful of steel Yeah, and mad boy grips the microphone With a fistful of steel, with a fistful of steel ('Cause I know the power of the question) With a fistful of steel, with a fistful of steel (And I won't stop 'cause I know the power of the question) Ah ****! And I won't stop 'cause I know the power of the question And if the vibe was suicide Then you would push da button But if ya bowin' down then let me do the cuttin' Yeah, come on A .44 full of bullets, face full of pale Eyes full of empty, a stare full of nails The roulette ball, rolls along on the wheel A mind full of fire and a fistful of steel And if the vibe was suicide Then you would push da button But if ya bowin' down Then let me do the cuttin' Yeah, with a fistful of steel, uh! Come on, uh! With a fistful of steel, uh!
