"Moment Of Silence" lyrics
Look
And I told brodie, "I'll make it, either I do it or I'll die trying"
No question, I gotta triumph, word is my bond and I cannot deny it
Made this for the bro on the edge who been told jump off, but they live in defiance
Thank God that we alive, no closed casket or moment of silence
And I said, "I'ma make it, either I do it or I'll die trying"
No question, I gotta triumph, word is my bond and I cannot deny it
Made this for the bro on the edge who been told jump off, but they live in defiance
Thank God that we alive, no closed casket or moment of silence
Spent too many hours training, put in my blood, sweat, pain, and
Can't fathom if I'ma make it, it's do or die, no time for complaining
I been hearing 'em talking in shots 'bout whether I'll flop or I'll be the next A-list
But, my word is my law and I cannot go far till I end up on a list
I been feeling the pain of my brothers, I started this out with just me and my pen
But, now it's me and my kin, the fire in me wanna see all 'em win
They question the stakes and the burden, I showed 'em how much [?], man, I think about ten
And this pain we carry in silence cuz why bother talking when we need to win?
What you think I been doing this for? For the appraise or the awards?
You think that I spent all those nights on the couch, my eyes wide awake, just to hear some applauds?
Ain't have no choice but to pick up a mic, and it's not cuz of glory, it's from what I saw
The pain, the struggle, the rise and the fall, the stories untold of a quiet resolve
The ones who really been stuck in the mud, the smile, the jokes, the laughter and pain
The grief, the hate, the smell of a joint, they rollin' up trauma and smoke it away
The faith we hold gets harder to keep, the peace we want gets harder to stay
The strength, the fear, they go hand in hand, so, hand on my chest, I go hard every day
This ain't a song, this a war cry, and we screaming loud from the balcony
They wishing hard on my downfall, so, I got 'em questioning, "How could he?"
Bet on myself, that's a parlay, and I'm beating the odds if they doubtin' me
This ain't a song, this a war cry, and we screaming it loud from the balcony
And I said, "I'ma make it, either I do it or I'll die trying"
No question, I gotta triumph, word is my bond and I cannot deny it
Made this for the bro on the edge who been told jump off, but they live in defiance
Thank God that we alive, no closed casket or moment of silence
And I said, "I'ma make it, either I do it or I'll die trying"
No question, I gotta triumph, word is my bond and I cannot deny it
Made this for the bro on the edge who been told jump off, but they live in defiance
Thank God that we alive, no closed casket or moment of silence
And I told brodie, "I'll make it, either I do it or I'll die trying"
No question, I gotta triumph, word is my bond and I cannot deny it
Made this for the bro on the edge who been told jump off, but they live in defiance
Thank God that we alive, no closed casket or moment of silence
And I said, "I'ma make it, either I do it or I'll die trying"
No question, I gotta triumph, word is my bond and I cannot deny it
Made this for the bro on the edge who been told jump off, but they live in defiance
Thank God that we alive, no closed casket or moment of silence
Spent too many hours training, put in my blood, sweat, pain, and
Can't fathom if I'ma make it, it's do or die, no time for complaining
I been hearing 'em talking in shots 'bout whether I'll flop or I'll be the next A-list
But, my word is my law and I cannot go far till I end up on a list
I been feeling the pain of my brothers, I started this out with just me and my pen
But, now it's me and my kin, the fire in me wanna see all 'em win
They question the stakes and the burden, I showed 'em how much [?], man, I think about ten
And this pain we carry in silence cuz why bother talking when we need to win?
What you think I been doing this for? For the appraise or the awards?
You think that I spent all those nights on the couch, my eyes wide awake, just to hear some applauds?
Ain't have no choice but to pick up a mic, and it's not cuz of glory, it's from what I saw
The pain, the struggle, the rise and the fall, the stories untold of a quiet resolve
The ones who really been stuck in the mud, the smile, the jokes, the laughter and pain
The grief, the hate, the smell of a joint, they rollin' up trauma and smoke it away
The faith we hold gets harder to keep, the peace we want gets harder to stay
The strength, the fear, they go hand in hand, so, hand on my chest, I go hard every day
This ain't a song, this a war cry, and we screaming loud from the balcony
They wishing hard on my downfall, so, I got 'em questioning, "How could he?"
Bet on myself, that's a parlay, and I'm beating the odds if they doubtin' me
This ain't a song, this a war cry, and we screaming it loud from the balcony
And I said, "I'ma make it, either I do it or I'll die trying"
No question, I gotta triumph, word is my bond and I cannot deny it
Made this for the bro on the edge who been told jump off, but they live in defiance
Thank God that we alive, no closed casket or moment of silence
And I said, "I'ma make it, either I do it or I'll die trying"
No question, I gotta triumph, word is my bond and I cannot deny it
Made this for the bro on the edge who been told jump off, but they live in defiance
Thank God that we alive, no closed casket or moment of silence
Writer(s): Zhang Anthony
