[Intro]:

Yeah, they be silencing them lambs

[Verse 1]:

Yuh, you swear you seen us at the club

Poppin Mollies

Might have seen us at them polls

Voting Romney

See it's easy just to typecast us with the Westboro Baptists or multicolored suits in churches, churches looking ratchet

History will paint us as oppressors

Ain't tryna say we spotless, but the most that bear the name is playing dress-up

And we know...it's hard to find the real ones, but we here

We ain't happy with them hundred dollar bill ones

They don't want us in the schools

Unless its controversy, they don't want us on the news

Watchin John Stewart, mocking all the ministers

Marriages is so ravaged by them pornographic images

We fighting on our knees

Fighting for your souls

The grief that we facing only God knows

It got us all, bottles up

It got us gone

Mazal tov

[Hook]:

Silencing them lambs

They be silencing them lambs

Silencer applied right between the eyes, and they ain't have a chance

They be silencing them lambs, silencing them lambs

Silencer applied right between the eyes, and they ain't have a chance

[Verse 2]:

I don't know what you think

Let's clear this up, and I don't owe you no answers

But we gon strip it down

And I don't owe you no dances

We getting real, you ain't seen sacrifice

Till you snatched out your world on that red pill

Snatched out your bed, weapon to your head

Your daughter crying in the next room in her crib

'Cause ain't no questions when they poppin

Man, it's dead, dead bodies when you questioning they doctrine

Ain't no freedom of religion, nah, you sitting in a cell

Bleeding from your body, reminiscing when you held

Your wife up in your arms, told her you gon' hold some meetings

So you start it as a secret, and you found a few believers

Now your house up in flames, everybody scattered

Somehow you got this peace almost like it don't - don't matter

But it's open - open season, you the heathen that the mob's for

The same faith you cried for the one's you die for

[Hook]:

Silencing them lambs

They be silencing them lambs

Silencer applied right between the eyes, and they ain't have a chance

They be silencing them lambs, silencing them lambs

Silencer applied right between the eyes, and they ain't have a chance

[Verse 3]:

They don't care what we on

Skeptical

They don't care what we believe

Respect it though

Evangelicals are lumped up in this group of low-intelligence, fabricated fellowships, desperate relics scrambling for relevance

Pick us off, it's simple

We care what people think so we tiptoe the fence tryin not to be judgmental

And they muffling our voices

Swear we way too boisterous

Causing too much trouble I'm just waiting till they hoist us

Up on that same cross, we gon pay the same cost

And we suffer and we reign till we see the day star

Swearing that it's worth it, but they ain't on they job 'less they working

Curses up at God while they slandering the churches

We ain't fighting flesh and blood

But it's war

And we gon' keep on preaching, while we caring for the poor

We know someone want us off the planet

We ain't taking it for granted, we getting stronger when you

[Outro]:

Silencing them lambs

We see you silencing them lambs

Silencer applied right between the eyes, but what's death to somebody who already know they died?

Man, y'all silencing them lambs

We see you silencing them lambs

Silencer applied right between the eyes, but what's death to somebody who already know they died?

Yeah