No More Silence by Toiryan Lyrics
[Intro]:
I refuse to stay quiet any longer
Fame fortune respect
I want it all and I promise y'all
I'm gone reach it
Even if I got to see y'all soon
By the way
This is that nigga Toiryan
Y'all gone recognize the name
By the time this is over with I promise
Alright I'm going in no more talking
Fuck it
[Verse 1]:
In your conscience
Angels got wings Ima rip them off
Show em I ain't soft
Halos off shove in they mouths
Clearly off the topic
Got his bitch up in my pocket
And trust me when it come to her
I treat her like a Bop It
Pull her hit it pass it
Keep it 100 I couldn't eat these rappers
They would upset my stomach
Employ what my core say
Ignore what these whores say
Scream fuck the world without
Any kind of foreplay
Yeah I'm spitting
Every image you envision
Niggas hear the streets talking
But they get bitches to listen
That's why it sound sweet
And I leave these niggas mad at me
Candy coated rappers want to
Leave me with these cavities
Pray because I feed off the fear in your vocals
Bodybag your tonsils and bury it in pro tools
I slaughter rappers
You can taste it in the aftermath
Dead bodies hanging backwards in they father's pad
[Bridge 1]:
I got it haunted
Bitch better sacrifice
All my rap demons
Want to 69 your poltergeist
Leave your girl cumming
When I get up off this mic
And life is a bitch
Not really when you fuck her right
Never say I can't make a new song
Every track prove them wrong
Like trucking kids in a school zone
They say the streets watching
Give them the binoculars
Focused on this vision
That I'm aiming to be popular
[Verse 2]:
Rappers want to say
I'm too sensitive for rap
Last time I checked
They PMSin' on they tracks
I don't see beef
With fake niggas rhyming
Because my stakes are getting high
Like the grill's climbing
I got charcoal bars
With it's own climate
And an hour glass figure
Now she's perfect timing
And they girls slept over
Wore my t-shirt when she visit you
I own her snapback in her mind
She used to think of you
Tell me that you hate me 24/7
And tell me they burning the condo
God'll build me outside heaven
And no I ain't sorry for being explicit
Cause if you lack the heavy cursing
They feel you missing lyrics
So don't you look at me
Like it's time to fucking eat
I'm known to spoil appetites
On any niggas beats
Hunger game raps
There's a fork in your road
While I spoon feed your bitch
A couple tickets to my show
[Bridge 2]:
Four wheels turning your bitch start learning
How to hold steering wheels
And give head while i'm flirting
Cigars get to burning I'm cool in the seat
And she rise to take a puff
While she fuck it out of me
These other rappers are gambles odd like a seven
And I'm steady placing bets on nine and eleven
Because I'm twisted with a screw loose
And I rap over beats nigga I rap over abuse
[Verse 3]:
I need to stay cool
With this heated mouth
Cause ima melt the cold rappers
That I'm eating off
I like these zero degree mother fuckers frozen
The sound of crushed ice every time me mouth open
Clean rappers battle
With a style spotless
But I dirty up this mic
Like nobody mopped it
Watch me bring a clean sweep
With these dirty thoughts
And then clean my track
With the shirt he brought
My ring tone is battle zone
Bitches Call of Duty
They get machine gun dick
And love deep throating uzis
Meaning that you think I'm human
Check the DNA
I tested positive
To give your girl PDA
Yeah I'm all in her
Cause she'll need antibiotics
Just to wring me out her system
The minute she think she got it
Weak niggas lift they head up to me under pressure
So I break up they necks every time I say I'm better
[Outro]:
Told y'all I'd see y'all soon
I refuse to stay quiet any longer
Fame fortune respect
I want it all and I promise y'all
I'm gone reach it
Even if I got to see y'all soon
By the way
This is that nigga Toiryan
Y'all gone recognize the name
By the time this is over with I promise
Alright I'm going in no more talking
Fuck it
[Verse 1]:
In your conscience
Angels got wings Ima rip them off
Show em I ain't soft
Halos off shove in they mouths
Clearly off the topic
Got his bitch up in my pocket
And trust me when it come to her
I treat her like a Bop It
Pull her hit it pass it
Keep it 100 I couldn't eat these rappers
They would upset my stomach
Employ what my core say
Ignore what these whores say
Scream fuck the world without
Any kind of foreplay
Yeah I'm spitting
Every image you envision
Niggas hear the streets talking
But they get bitches to listen
That's why it sound sweet
And I leave these niggas mad at me
Candy coated rappers want to
Leave me with these cavities
Pray because I feed off the fear in your vocals
Bodybag your tonsils and bury it in pro tools
I slaughter rappers
You can taste it in the aftermath
Dead bodies hanging backwards in they father's pad
[Bridge 1]:
I got it haunted
Bitch better sacrifice
All my rap demons
Want to 69 your poltergeist
Leave your girl cumming
When I get up off this mic
And life is a bitch
Not really when you fuck her right
Never say I can't make a new song
Every track prove them wrong
Like trucking kids in a school zone
They say the streets watching
Give them the binoculars
Focused on this vision
That I'm aiming to be popular
[Verse 2]:
Rappers want to say
I'm too sensitive for rap
Last time I checked
They PMSin' on they tracks
I don't see beef
With fake niggas rhyming
Because my stakes are getting high
Like the grill's climbing
I got charcoal bars
With it's own climate
And an hour glass figure
Now she's perfect timing
And they girls slept over
Wore my t-shirt when she visit you
I own her snapback in her mind
She used to think of you
Tell me that you hate me 24/7
And tell me they burning the condo
God'll build me outside heaven
And no I ain't sorry for being explicit
Cause if you lack the heavy cursing
They feel you missing lyrics
So don't you look at me
Like it's time to fucking eat
I'm known to spoil appetites
On any niggas beats
Hunger game raps
There's a fork in your road
While I spoon feed your bitch
A couple tickets to my show
[Bridge 2]:
Four wheels turning your bitch start learning
How to hold steering wheels
And give head while i'm flirting
Cigars get to burning I'm cool in the seat
And she rise to take a puff
While she fuck it out of me
These other rappers are gambles odd like a seven
And I'm steady placing bets on nine and eleven
Because I'm twisted with a screw loose
And I rap over beats nigga I rap over abuse
[Verse 3]:
I need to stay cool
With this heated mouth
Cause ima melt the cold rappers
That I'm eating off
I like these zero degree mother fuckers frozen
The sound of crushed ice every time me mouth open
Clean rappers battle
With a style spotless
But I dirty up this mic
Like nobody mopped it
Watch me bring a clean sweep
With these dirty thoughts
And then clean my track
With the shirt he brought
My ring tone is battle zone
Bitches Call of Duty
They get machine gun dick
And love deep throating uzis
Meaning that you think I'm human
Check the DNA
I tested positive
To give your girl PDA
Yeah I'm all in her
Cause she'll need antibiotics
Just to wring me out her system
The minute she think she got it
Weak niggas lift they head up to me under pressure
So I break up they necks every time I say I'm better
[Outro]:
Told y'all I'd see y'all soon