Bad Half Entertainment - Quiet lyrics

[Intro: Mr. Porter] Oh yeah Oh yeah Oh, oh yeah [Pre-Hook: Mr. Porter] See I done said so much (so much) I done said so much that I don't even got that much to say I done cried so much (so much) I done cried so much that I can't even wipe the tears away Quiet [Hook: Royce Da 5'9" & Mr. Porter] That's how it be when you come up around gangsters (Quiet) Silence be the same color my chain is (quiet) That's how it be coming up on my block (quiet) Silence be the same color of my watch (quiet) [Verse 1: Royce Da 5'9"] Hold up, shhh, keep your mouth shut Them street sweepers will come through and clean your house up Us Detroit n***as call that yellow-taping the scene My south n***as call it chalked up, you know We put money on it when it's real, they call me Mr. Fifty a head I'm sending ten n***as to k** ya at ten until Every man got an expiration date and a price All my revolvers got the spinnin' wheel I make the Lord you pray to appear tonight like Vanna White Them racketeering charges startin' to look like a tennis deal I caught it, garden in my backyard guarding the weed and lookin' like some spinnish spiel, but still I'm dealin' raw From selling to buying weed, actually I'm stealin' all I'm the last of a dying breed that I'm out here k**ing off Four of my closest friends don't know their papas so I pull out rows of dollars to show 'em these real forefathers peelin' off Get money [Pre-Hook: Mr. Porter] See I done said so much (so much) I done said so much that I don't even got that much to say I done cried so much (so much) I done cried so much that I can't even wipe the tears away Quiet [Hook: Royce Da 5'9" & Mr. Porter] That's how it be when you come up around gangsters (Quiet) Silence be the same color my chain is (quiet) That's how it be coming up on my block (quiet) Silence be the same color of my watch (quiet) [Verse 2: Tiara] Shhh, I should have been born deaf mute Talkin' get you stripped naked Shootin' at your feet, dancin', till Chippendales at your rescue If there's a wrinkle then there's iron to press you Look, time is money, I'm on EST Keep playin, light up your block like Christmas E-v-e I'm the new edition of poison: BBD For that bread my n***as will stamp you: EBT I let a hot line sting 'em, you and the cops while I'm singin' Ever since you left the city, now they hotline's blingin', hmm Seen a paddy wagon cruisin' and I'm deducin' That they are only movin' cause all the rumors that you in If I had to draw a conclusion all the gangsters we losing is Because of the illusion, you are not in collusion With the boys that's wearin' blue and it's causing all this confusion And they wouldn't even know, but y'all tellin' what n***as doin' [Pre-Hook: Mr. Porter] See I done said so much (so much) I done said so much that I don't even got that much to say I done cried so much (so much) I done cried so much that I can't even wipe the tears away Quiet [Hook: Royce Da 5'9" & Mr. Porter] That's how it be when you come up around gangsters (Quiet) Silence be the same color my chain is (quiet) That's how it be coming up on my block (quiet) Silence be the same color of my watch (quiet) [Verse 3: Royce Da 5'9"] I'm going on an AK-a-thon Throw a Bible at some shallow waters right before I go and pray upon Double parked, custom license plates says I can pay a fine I ain't in the zone, I'm in the mother f**in' lay-up line Speaking of lay ups, we do homi's based on how we doin' Last lay up line I was in was a body viewin' I'm preoccupied with the Earth's ills, good 'erbals First meal was milk, I milk these n***as for my first meal Full circle, off of just talking I can tell types But I still give that b**h my whip test If she not exhausted then she can easily tailpipe Playin' that dirty hand I was dealt, don't complain to me n***a, tell Christ I'm standing over coffins with hammers and screws, with a sickness Man a cure wouldn't hand a n***a these nails right Only hand-me-down I had was inherited head lice But nothing's more bugged out as my head size, I live twice E'ery day, one for the body of Martin Luther King, I'm dead nice Rest call me Malcolm, they want me dead because I'm dead right Ask me to spell die, I'mma accidentally spell dice I can shelve a label with my shelf life I'm a rider, but still I steal bikes Out of the field, terrorizing reptiles and field mice I'm cut like I'm touched, a blind man with braille spikes I'm deep, I could break up a mother f**in' whale fight [Pre-Hook: Mr. Porter] See I done said so much (so much) I done said so much that I don't even got that much to say I done cried so much (so much) I done cried so much that I can't even wipe the tears away Quiet [Hook: Royce Da 5'9" & Mr. Porter] That's how it be when you come up around gangsters (Quiet) Silence be the same color my chain is (quiet) That's how it be coming up on my block (quiet) Silence be the same color of my watch (quiet)