Tekster:
Suicide Silence Smoke

them down Inhale this lung full of pure inspiration And I promise that all your burden and worry will disappear In a plume of smoke, in a plume of smoke

burn them down Inhale this lung full of pure inspiration And I promise that all your burden and worry will disappear In a plume of smoke, in a plume of smoke

get wit' chya. How ya feel about murda, man? It's still tha same, you fukk wit' us, wang bangarang. It's like suicide nigga do or die. When ya fukkin

Your knees are bruised up You don't even know what you're worshiping Outside the sun rises In the silence of another suicide scene There's nothing sacred

? Why are you so loud? Quiet! Real dudes move in silence like a mute drivin' a new hybrid You dudes is too excited You a dude that'd try to sue a dude that's suicidal

dreams The pain on his face is glistening No one's eyes are listening Till his 44 starts whistling Hairs on the necks, bristling You can holla so loud till the silence

, didn't want Close my eyes just to look at you Taken by the seamless vision I close my eyes, Ignore the smoke, Ignore the smoke, Ignore the smoke Call

money in the bank they'll get spanked cause I'm not the nigga I got bigga brothers waiting in the bushes to mush kids I talk when I wanna talk never silence

muthafucka know (action speaks louder) (action speaks louder than words) (action speaks louder) [ verse 1: scarface ] Roll em up and I smoke em Tried