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Fistful Of Steel letra


Huh!
Check it ugh!
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 the button
But if you're 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 you mold to the unreal
And mad boy grips the microphone
With a fistful of steel
Yeah and mad mad boy grips the microphone
Wit' a fistful of steel

With a fistful of steel
('Cause I know the power of the question)
With a fistful of steel
With a fistful of steel
(And I won't stop 'cause I know the power of the question)

It's time to flow like the fluid in your veins
If you will it, I will spill it
And ya out just as quick as you came
Not a silent one
But a defiant one
Never a normal one
'Cause I'm 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' that game called survival
The status, the elite, the enemy, the rival
The silent sheep slippin', riffin', trippin'
Give you a glimpse of the reality I'm grippin'
Steppin' into the jam and I'm slammin' like Shaquille
Mad boy grips the microphone
With a fistful of steel
Yeah... And mad boy grips the microphone
With a fistful of steel

With a fistful of steel
('Cause I know the power of the question)
With a fistful of steel
With a fistful of steel
(And I won't stop 'cause I know the power of the question)

Ah shit

And I won't stop 'cause I know the power of the question

And if the vibe was suicide
Then you would push the button
But if you're bowin' down
Then let me do the cuttin'

Yeah!
Come on!

A. 44 full of bullets
Face full of 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

And if the vibe was suicide
Then you would push the button
But if you're bowin' down
Then let me do the cuttin'

Yeah! With a fistful of steel!
Come on!
Ugh!
With a fistful of steel!
Ugh!

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