The Silence Isn't Over Lyrics - Flesh-n-bone

The silence isn't over, but the Flesh decrepitate 

No time to hesitate, anticipation, much to be done 

And it don't matter when you come 

Really don't matter where you're from 

Won't matter where you run 

Flesh breakin' 'em down, hittin' them up 

Bottom line with your business 

You gotta get a spot to handle it 

Nigga, no slackin', lackin', me trackin' 

Me [unverified] is my best friend, there's my best friend 

And I really can't serve and swerve and Hennessey 

Seepin' down the side of the Cherokee Jeep 

See the track in the back, strap 'cause them double double shots 

Then, niggas goes home to get the [unverified] when about the block 

Shoot the spot, but put the muzzle on the kids who tried to 

Oh, I think he better not start hurt shit on the double glock, dangerous 

My niggas wanna have fun with you, man 

And they perfect stalkers searchin', snatchin' up strangers, anyone 

None remaining, I get 'em all finished 

Niggas, wanna hear silence, makin' me [unverified] 

Fuck it, set pillows on fire 

Thought it was over, niggas never the silence 

I'm on the rise with a gun here I come 

Niggas ain't no muthafuckin' where to run 

Fin to get you some of this redrum, find nowhere to hide 

Well, even though you tried, they got your body numb 

Done, done, done, 'till it be one nine ninety nine, crime 

I find and then a niggas reap and catch your people by surprise 

Drapped in a hoody, would you rather spared then snatch your life? 

You still gonna pay the price, and I just might go pick up 

A knife and slice 

And I'll pick off any who's [unverified], 'til your enemy dead 

We gon' meet you, get my gun and trick or treat 

You with the bullets that fled 

And to show you it's not [unverified], I go to beat you 

The silence isn't over, but the Flesh decrepitate 

No time to hesitate, anticipation, much to be done 

And it don't matter when you come 

Really don't matter where you're from 

Won't matter where you run 

A niggas been flippin' scripts over and over in the past 

From the wasteland made up of heartless soldiers 

If you really bold enough, shot it 

And I might blow up, rippin' apart they shoulders 

Go on, but the darkness rosed up, my people trippin' 

If you late to pay my money back on time 

And you better drop a dime or get fucked up 

And your people won't find it all funny 

Well, then if you caught in the act, and you dead wrong 

Ever had to get dealt with, gimme any lil' reason or purpose 

To pack a slug right in his head, hit it 

Pain, no doubt that felt it, fuck up his health quick 

Shit, but at least it be my honor 

Ever now and then a nigga felt like he had to hit 'em 

Like I'm Jefferey Dahmer 

But yet I'm ready for battle, so get my armor, comin' for you 

Thinkin' to get you, nigga wig-split you 

What a pretty full blue moon 

On the streets to get bodies soon 

And I thought that we miss you 

Every night we actin' fool 

Better move yourself a little quicker 

Fast, and if ya thought you'd get caught up in a wrath 

No place to go stash what he left for me 

Burner, hot incinerator, gotta 'em burnt to ash 

'Til he nothin' but dust, I'm gonna keep bustin', from cussin' 

Murda let's them pull triggers 

All of my niggas are devious 

What, you really trust a family full of gravediggas? 

Takin' no slaves, neither no prisoners 

Here, there, gotta get 'em all finished 

Anyone brave? I bet that you shiver, probably wet your pants 

Every chance Flesh get 'em all diminished 

The silence isn't over, but the Flesh decrepitate 

No time to hesitate, anticipation, much to be done 

And it don't matter when you come 

Really don't matter where you're from 

Won't matter where you run 

Stand up and at ease, about face, soldier 

My troops come swoopin' through to do the shootin' 

Refuse to cross me, punk took a loss, G 

Didn't cost me, I'll be damned 

Now toss me the Mossy Slam and the shells 

So the wind burn, saw a tint of light 

[unverified], we spill 'em, tamin' fools 

I load up my barrel, insane, who's to blame? 

Flesh deck, at they chest, oh no, won't show none mercy 

Betta run off in the hearse, [unverified] have cursed 

On those who wanna hurt me 

You feelin' it worst, feelin' up far, feelin' with the fifth dawg 

Hear the niggas' triggers peel 'em, off in the coffin 

Chalk around 'em white, bloody red 

Afta Maff, nigga, that's your ass 

Buckin' with the boss in from Cleveland, and achievin' 

Goes on the west for heaven's sake I say 

Yes, he created me, made me reach for my pistol 

And wonder where the demons clear my path 

Receivin' that bullet path hit when I blast ya 

And the niggas [unverified] will outlast ya 

Creepin' on ah mo' come ups inflict for mo' cash 

Get him, gone, but wanna bring it on? 

Do you really, huh? 

No, just take a long fall in the bottomless pit 

As they see eternal droppin' down 

And hit that ground, murda mo' ya, enforcer 

Forcin' you are so sure we're under sure 

Not to call it war with warriors, stories of Flesh 

And I got you eye-to-eye without a sign of death for the most of ya 

The silence isn't over, but the Flesh decrepitate 

No time to hesitate, anticipation, much to be done 

And it don't matter when you come 

Really don't matter where you're from 

Won't matter where you run