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Andre The Giant - Silence Of The Lambs Lyrics

[Intro: Showbiz & Freddie Foxxx]
Yeah! This is Show-B-I-Z, you know what I'm sayin’?
I'm chillin' with my main man Freddie Foxxx
In the House of motherfuckin' Pain, know what I'm sayin’?
We gotta get somethin' off our chest, word up!
Yeah! Check this out! It's a war goin' on!
And we gonna see who the real live niggas is on the front line!
I've got a Glock named Lucien with 2 twin clips
I'mma see how many sucka motherfuckers can stand the pain, baby!
That's right! Freddie F-O-X-X-X
And I'mma step to every motherfucker
And I'mma put your gangsta shit to the test
Let's see if you can pass, baby!
Yeah! Peace to my men Showbiz and A.G.! I'm out! Word up!
Yeah! It's time to silence the lambs
Let niggas know what time it is
On the real tip, know what I'm sayin’?
Showbiz & A.G
Killin’ all the garbage that's goin’ around, know what I'm sayin'?
A.G. still got it goin’ on
Showbiz got it goin’ on
And we gonna kick a little flavor like this
1992, now silence the lambs

[Verse 1: A.G.]
Now, this goes for those who thought I fell
But it's more to tell, ‘cause them suckers are sorta jeal’
‘Cause the Giant finally got his props
We can box, rhyme for knots or see who got the biggest Glocks
It don't matter ‘cause I can withstand
I got no hair on my chest, but I'm still the motherfuckin’ man!
I won't fall and I never fell
Bustin’ and crushin’ tall, all of y'all will take a fuckin’ L
You think you're able to win? Huh!
You better chill ‘cause you never will, you ain't and you never been
You can't faze me, so sit and praise me
When I'm finished slayin’, y'all be sayin’, "That nigga's crazy!"
That's how I like it — yeah, they fear me
Their face is scary, they know I'm comin’ but they can't hear me
I'm crushin’ motherfuckers that's comin’ up
The champ is me, see, it ain't no runner-ups
I'm catchin’ wreck 'cause I'm gettin’ vexed
You can forget it if you think you're gonna get it and rip it next
Yeah, whatever's clever
Huh! And like Heatwave, I'm slayin’ niggas always and forever
Lettin’ you know that I'm still the man
And killin’ all the riffraff in the silence of the lambs
[Hook: Showbiz]
Showbiz, and I silence the lambs
To my partner A.G. — silence the lambs
To my man Lord Finesse — silence the lambs
To my peeps Gang Starr — silence the lambs
To Nice & Smooth — silence the lambs
To my peeps Black Sheep — silence the lambs
To my man Chi-Ali — silence the lambs
To my man Jazzy Jay — silence the lambs
To my partner Diamond D — silence the lambs
To my man Fat Joe — silence the lambs

[Verse 2: A.G.]
Now, who's steppin' first? ‘Cause it's time for the second verse
You wanna withdraw? Well, don't stall ‘cause it's gettin’ worse
I gotta show off my stuff (Why's that?)
If it's a 40, I'll take a sip — a blunt? Then I'll take a puff
I'm undisputed even when I'm buddha-ed
So act like Bo Jackson after surgery, and don't do it!
Yappin’? Diss A.G.? It won't happen
While your jaws are jappin’, it's your girl that I'm tappin’
Then she'll bust a nut — guess what? Now I'm flowin’
You try and act wild, I'll pull ya foul ‘cause your style is stolen
My crew said to catch wreck
Well, tell me why you wanna flex showin', knowin' that I'm goin' next?
Is it because I'm your idol, right?
Plus, I'm hittin’ harder than a champ in a heavyweight title fight
You tried to quote some shit I wrote
You try to play me like a kid, I'll shove a doll down your fuckin’ throat
You see me comin’, start duckin’ down
When I speak, you don't speak, so shhhh! Don't make a fuckin’ sound!
You wanna go through Hell?
Well, you thought I fell, so come on and take a fuckin’ L
[Verse 3: Showbiz]
Rappers caught jeal’ when I jumped on the scene
They said I was a rookie, and my name was Charlie Sheen
Some talked about my concert, said that I was wack
And 20% of beats was in my house in stacks and stacks
If I was blind, I might break like a referee
So the next man can't see round two or three
It takes round one to get the job done
A lesson and a blessin’ — it's great to be Show, son
I don't talk tough, I'm not a tough guy
I'd rather buy a bean pie from a guy with a bow tie
Peace to F.O.I. 'cause they got the skills
To make brothers who act ill.. chill!
Wall-to-wall on the dance floor
I want to see your arms up even if you ain't sure
Before I kick styles that's legit (What you gotta do?)
You gotta cover the mic with tissue 'cause I talk much shit
I leave girls with a smile and fellas real stunned
I make hard rocks split away, forget those young guns
Here's a new rap list blowin' rappers out the anus
If you weak and grab the mic, I'll make you famous
So don't flip or I'll hush you like a kid in a crib
Damn! It's time to silence the lambs

[Outro]
Big L — gotta silence the lambs
To my man D'Shawn — gotta silence the lambs
To Naughty By Nature — silence the lambs
A Tribe Called Quest — gotta silence the lambs
To the Zulu Nation — silence the lambs
To my man Kid Capri — gotta silence the lambs
To the crew Main Source — silence the lambs
To BDP — gotta silence the lambs
To the brother Freddie Foxxx — silence the lambs
Pete Rock and C.L. Smooth — silence the lambs
Afrika Bambaataa — gotta silence the lambs
And.. X-Clan — gotta silence the lambs