The Silence
Chinx ft French Montana Lyrics
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Too much ground to cover
I don't know where to start
Can't find the words to tell you
I don't know where to start
French Montana
What ya gonna do when them boys come
And they want war? Oh shit!
He ain't a rapper, he'll kill you
My life
Niggas just need to chill
Tryin' to live my life
But niggas wanna see me killed
It was cold on that corner
Lot of my niggas gone on that corner
Now it's floor seats, ringside by the ropes
Floor seats, playoffs by the coach
I know you hear me on your radio
I know you watch me in the video
Feds ain't watchin, niggas tellin'
That's why I'm Gucci, deal with Gucci
I'm ridin' clean, look at me
Tee the blur ova lock, wicked block
I'm drinkin' blue down for the pain
But fuck what you say, you's a lame
So we'll sit here in the silence
And watch the sun go down
And wonder if we'll ever
Meet again on higher ground
What ya gonna do when them boys come
Knocking at your front door
And they want war? Oh shit!
He ain't a rapper, he'll kill you
My life
Niggas just need to chill
Tryin' to live my life
But niggas wanna see me killed
Chinx
Lookouts on the corners, knockers on the aves
Snitches in the window, hoes sucking, giving up the info
Tryna escape through that brown water
Play king till they gems get snatched outta they crowns
And what beef? Those are cow's organs
It ain't no problem, 'cause if it was, he wouldn't be around walking
And fuck holding me up, I ain't no picket sign
My closest nigga crossed me like the Mason-Dixon line
Real nigga, we on different times
Already left these fuck niggas twice, waiting on them at the finish line
Clouds dark, shades even darker
That quick you get stripped outta yo life, Mary Hartman
French Montana
So we'll sit here in the silence
And watch the sun go down
And wonder if we'll ever
Meet again on higher ground
What ya gonna do when them boys come
Knocking at your front door
And they want war? Oh shit!
He ain't a rapper, he'll kill you
My life
Niggas just need to chill
Tryin' to live my life
But niggas wanna see me killed
In Chinx ft French Montana's song "The Silence", Chinx opens by expressing his inability to begin to speak about a lot of ground that he needs to cover but he does not know where to start. As the verse progresses, French Montana comes in and raps about the violence and danger that he faces as a rapper. He talks about how some people are just waiting for him to be killed and how if someone comes knocking on his door it could mean his life. Montana then goes on to reflect on his journey and how far he has come from the violent corners where he used to reside. Chinx then comes back in to talk about the streets and how dangerous it is, with lookouts, knockers, snitches, and people giving away information. He talks about the constant danger and how people will do anything for power, including crossing their closest friends.
Line by Line Meaning
Too much ground to cover
I have a lot on my plate and I don't know where to begin.
I don't know where to start
I'm struggling to express myself properly.
What ya gonna do when them boys come
Knocking at your front door
And they want war? Oh shit!
He ain't a rapper, he'll kill you
My life
Niggas just need to chill
Tryin' to live my life
But niggas wanna see me killed
I'm surrounded by danger and violence, and I'm just trying to live my life without getting killed by people who are jealous of my success.
It was cold on that corner
Lot of my niggas gone on that corner
Now it's floor seats, ringside by the ropes
Floor seats, playoffs by the coach
I know you hear me on your radio
I know you watch me in the video
Feds ain't watchin, niggas tellin'
That's why I'm Gucci, deal with Gucci
I'm ridin' clean, look at me
Tee the blur ova lock, wicked block
I'm drinkin' blue down for the pain
But fuck what you say, you's a lame
I come from a rough background where I lost friends, but now I'm successful and enjoying the perks that come with it. I can't trust anyone, but I'm doing my best to stay out of trouble and maintain my image.
Lookouts on the corners, knockers on the aves
Snitches in the window, hoes sucking, giving up the info
Tryna escape through that brown water
Play king till they gems get snatched outta they crowns
And what beef? Those are cow's organs
It ain't no problem, 'cause if it was, he wouldn't be around walking
And fuck holding me up, I ain't no picket sign
My closest nigga crossed me like the Mason-Dixon line
Real nigga, we on different times
Already left these fuck niggas twice, waiting on them at the finish line
Clouds dark, shades even darker
That quick you get stripped outta yo life, Mary Hartman
My environment is full of danger and betrayal, and people will do anything for money and power. I've been betrayed by even my closest friends and I can't trust anyone. Life is unpredictable and you can lose everything in an instant.
So we'll sit here in the silence
And watch the sun go down
And wonder if we'll ever
Meet again on higher ground
In the midst of all the chaos and uncertainty, sometimes all you can do is pause and reflect on life. We hope to someday be reunited in a better place or state of mind.
What ya gonna do when them boys come
Knocking at your front door
And they want war? Oh shit!
He ain't a rapper, he'll kill you
My life
Niggas just need to chill
Tryin' to live my life
But niggas wanna see me killed
Despite our attempts to stay out of trouble, the threat of violence is always present and we never know what might happen next. We try to focus on living our lives, but there are people who want us dead.
Contributed by Nicholas A. Suggest a correction in the comments below.