Silence of the Hams

Lyrics

[Intro: Violent J] Hallowicked, E and J [Esham, Violent J] Silence of the hams squeal pigs Split they wigs, (Oink) Mr. Bigs This is gonna flip they lids Screw you fucking bitch (Screw you, bitch!) [Esham Violent J] Now me tell you something about my side of town (Say what) Pork chops get sautéed so they don't fuck around You have the right to remain silent (Motherfucker, fuck you!) I plead the four fifth flip the script on that bitch and get violent And we high on Mary Jane amphetamines Cutting they ears off ten year sergeant veterans I'm like a young pig skinna from the H.O.K Ain't no way we ain't gonna spray your way Four killers in a 'Lac Brougham We staying iced out like the abdominal snowman Ain't no man no ham no goddamn copper Gonna drop me, I'll pop em with the heart stopper Silence of the hams is what I burst But first, let me tell you what's worst October 31st (Halloween), bloody Halloweens Screams and police sirens Rapid firing my automatic pistol, I pop Chris And I pop crystals, shootin' off my missiles at police cars Right out side your local titty bars, these wicked stars [Chorus] It's the silence of the hams and you lookin' hammy Uh-oh (Pigs) Sawed off pistol grip and I Glock click bammy Pow pow pow pow pow pow Ooh ride with me and drop a copper (Bacon bits) Oh yeah (Bacon bits) Brake out with the trumpet service something proper (Bacon bits) Proper [Esham, Violent J] So silence of the hams, Clint East I smell your cut Lets talk about it over a watermelon blunt Hannibal cannibal ate a cop for lunch And chewed on his badge like some Captain Crunch APB out on the Juggalo, ICP And fleein' scenes, search through the 313 You can't protect or serve me, matter of fact You work for me, you fired, faggot, fuck that! Me in D-E-T and E and Shaggy 2 Dope, rear rear Fuck that, buck pat, dun dun dun dun (Come on) Psychopathic hatchets swinging catching flinging bloody bacon Body dropping bitches singing preacher preaching fuckin' fakin' Booty heavy bitches waitin' back at my house I be anticipatin' putting dick in they mouth Ain't no fuckin cop about to rain on my parade When I been dreaming about killing a cop from second grade P-O-L-I-C-E me (What) Homi-C-I-D-E (What), you don't wanna see me (What) Red and blue lights talking on the CB (What) Lieutenant and a rookie, (What) damn I gotta cookie (What) All through my shit they wanna take a extra looky (What) Probably wanna book me, (What) off to jail they took me (What) I know I'm looking at a long time without some nookie Eheheheheh [Chorus] It's the silence of the hams and you lookin' hammy Uh-oh (Bacon bits, bacon bits) Come on! Come on! Sawed off pistol grip and I Glock click bammy Pow pow pow pow pow pow Ooh ride with me and drop a copper (Bacon bits, bacon bits) Oh yeah Brake out with the trumpet service something proper Proper (Detroit Murderous! [?]) Boom boom boom (Switch) Boom "Who the f**k is that?" It's E & J, Bitch I don't give a f**k if you rap you gets no love You can wrap your lips around my dick and suck faggot, what? We getting wicked hallowicked when we kick it Bring the pickit sign Wicked rhyme d-time It's raining diamonds The sixth joker's card is in your front yard Bitch don't be sccccured It's the silence of the hams and you lookin' hammy (Cop killaz, police killaz) Sawed off pistol grip and I Glock click bammy (pow) (muthaf**ka don't test me) Oooooh ride with me and drop a coppa (bacon bits) (oh ya) Brake out with the trumpet service something proper proper (Insane Clown Posse and Esham) E and J SV what? ICP OGin' ICP and. You know it