Lyrics:

Silence of the hams squeal pigsSplit they wigsMr. bigsThis is gonna flip they lidsScrew you f**king bitchNow me tell you something about my side of townPork chops get sauteed so they don't f**k aroundYou have the right to remain silentI plead the 4 5th flip the script on the bitch and get violentAnd we high on Mary Jane enphadamiesCutting they ears off ten year sergeant veteransI'm like a young pig skinna from the H.O.K.Ain't no way we ain't gonna spray away4 Killas and a Lapro? HamWe staying ice out like the abdominal snowmanAin't no man no ham no goddamn coppa gonna drop meI'll pop em with the heart stopperSilence of the hams is what I burstBut firstLet me tell you what's worstOctober 31stBloody HalloweensScreams and police sirensRapid firing my auto mattic pistolI pop ChrisAnd I pop crystalsShootin' off my missiles at police carsRight out side your local tittie barsThese wicked starsIt's the silence of the hams and you lookin' hammy (uh-oh)Sawed off pistol grip and I glock click bammy (pow)Oooooh ride with me and drop a coppa (bacon bits) (oh ya)Brake out with the trumpet service something proper properSo silence of the hamsClint East I smell your cutLets talk about it over a watermelon bluntHannibal cannibal ate a cop for lunchAnd chewed on his badge like some captain crunchAPB out on the juggaloICP and 3 insane search through the 313You can't protect or serve meMatter of fact ,you work for me[Silence of the Hams lyrics on http://www.elyricsworld.com]You fired faggot, F**K THAT!Me and D and T and E and Shaggy 2 DopeRear rear f**k that buck pat dun dun dun dunPsychopathic hatchets swinging catching a flinging bloody baconBody dropping bitches singing preacher preaching f**kin fakingBooty heavy bitches waiting back at my houseI be anticipatin' putting dick in they mouthAin't no f**kin cop about to raid on my paradeWhen I been dreaming about killing a cop from 2nd gradeP-o-l-i-c-e me,homi-c-i-d-eYou don't wanna see meRed and blue lights talking on the CBLuitenant and a rookieDamn I gotta cookieAll through my shit they wanna take a extra lookieProbably wanna book meOff to jail they took meI know I'm looking at alot of time without some nookieehehehehehhIt's the silence of the hams and you lookin' hammy (uh-oh)Sawed off pistol grip and I glock click bammy (pow)Oooooh ride with me and drop a coppa (bacon bits) (oh ya)Brake out with the trumpet service something proper properBoom boom boom (Switch)Boom 'Who the f**k is that?' It's E & J, BitchI don't give a f**k if you rap you gets no loveYou can wrap your lips around my dick and suck faggot, what?We getting wicked hallowicked when we kick itBring the pickit signWicked rhyme d-timeIt's raining diamondsThe sixth joker's card is in your front yardBitch don't be sccccuredIt'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)Me and J SV what? ICPOGin' ICP and. You know it