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
MAD BOY GRIPS THE MICROPHONE
WIT A FISTFUL OF STEEL

CHORUS:

FISTFUL OF STEEL
FISTFUL OF STEEL
FISTFUL OF STEEL
FISTFUL OF STEEL

YES, ITS 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 SILENCE ONE
BUT A DEFIANT ONE
NEVER A NORMAL ONE
CAUSE IM 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 THIS GAME CALLED
SURVIVAL
STATUS THE ELITE, THE ENEMY, THE
RIVAL
THE SILENT, SHEEP, SLIPPIN, RIFFIN,
TRIPPIN
GIVE YA A GLIMPSE OF THE REALITY IM
GRIPPIN
STEPPIN INTO THE JAM AND IM SLAMMIN LIKE SHAQUILE
MAD BOY GRIPS THE MICROPHONE
WIT A FISTFUL OF STEEL

CHORUS

A 44 FULL OF BULLETS
FACE FULL PALE
EYES FULL OF EMPTY
A STARE FULL OF NAILS
THE ROULETTE BALL ROLLS ALONE ON THE
WHEEL
A MIND FULL OF FIRE
AND A FISTFUL OF STEEL

IF THE VIBE WAS SUICIDE
THEN YOU WOULD PUSH DA BUTTON
BUT IF YA BOWIN DOWN
THEN LET ME DO THE CUTTIN