[Intro: Crypt]

Alright, I got a new word for you to rhyme Samson, if you're watching this

Knock knock, who's there?

Orange, orange who?

Silver

Make a rap rhyming the word silver

Yeah, you thought I was gonna say orange, didn't you

No, silver is fuckin hard to rhyme with, there's only a handful of things

So if you're a true rapper, true penmanship, true to the heart of rap

Try silver

I got ears, Charles, I hear things

[Verse]

Yeah, it's just a little bit about dollar bills and about the checks

I mean, come on, we all got a little amount of debt

We all got responsibilities, mouths that need to be fed

Groceries, gas, water, electric, children, houses, and pets

It's a necessity, but there's still a balance that's kept

I'ma make my dough, but I ain't sellin' out for the bread

I wouldn't do that, but I'd kill for an ounce of respect

I'm getting first place, you'll never see silver around my neck

I'm building back the realness

One brick at a time, I'm really tryna fill the cracks and heal this

Hittin' drills and practices until my skills are at the ceilin'

And my stats are packed to the absolute maximum fulfillment

The sickest that you heard of, you can feel the passion spillin'

Every sentence is a murder, bitch, I'm peelin' caps like killas

I got music in my heart, so when I start to scribble raps

I can feel the beat in my chest like a silverback gorilla

All these rappers' catalogs are filled with bullshit

Talkin' 'bout firearms, I doubt you got the will to pull it

You're a sheep in wolf's clothing, you ain't actually a beast

You think you are, but you just wear a wolf, so fuck a silver bullet

I got a titanium frame designed and built for fighting

Bones coated in chrome to ensure I'm always still surviving

So if we battle, and you did as much as cut me

You'd be lucky, that's the only time you'd see a silver lining

I spray my mouth with silver paint before I fight like Mad Max

So when they say I'm silver tounged, it ain't because I like to chat

It's like the dollar's 'bout to crash, how I just stacked these silver bars

I could probably use this verse to barter in the Civil War

My name is Samson, bitch, you know there's not one realer

I rock the whole entire foundation and topple pillars

I know you heard of me, quit actin' like you're not familiar

Now I'm done with this shit, yo Crypt, here's your song with silver