Quiet (feat. Tiara and Mr. Porter) (Explicit)

Quiet (安靜) (Explicit) - Royce da 5'9"/Tiara/Mr. Porter

Mr. Porter：

Oh yeah

Oh yeah

Oh yeah

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

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 my watch

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Royce：

Hold up shhh keep your mouth shut

Them street sweepers will come through

And clean your house up

Us Detroit *s call that yellow-taping the scene

My south *s 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 *s to kill 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 got it in my backyard guarding the w**d

And lookin' like some spinnish spiel

But still I'm dealin' raw

From selling to buying w**d

Actually I'm stealin' all

I'm the last of a dying breed

That I'm out here killing 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

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

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 my watch

Quiet

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 they designed to oppress you

Look time is money I'm on EST

Keep playing light up your block like Christmas E-v-e

I'm the new edition of poison BBD

For that bread my *s 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 *s doin'

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

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 my watch

Quiet

Royce：

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**king 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 *s for my first meal

Full circle off of just talking I can tell types

But I still give that b**ch my whip test

If she not exhausted then she can easily tailpipe

Playin' that dirty hand I was dealt

Don't complain to me ni**a

Tell Christ

I'm standing over coffins with hammers and screws

With a sickness

Man a cure wouldn't hand a ni**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 Malcom 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 shelve 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**king whale fight

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

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 my watch

Quiet