(feat. Esham)    Silence of the hams squeal pigs  Split they wigs  Mr. bigs  This is gonna flip they lids  Screw you fucking bitch    Now me tell you something about my side of town  Pork chops get sauteed so they don't fuck around  You have the right to remain silent  I plead the 4 5th flip the script on the bitch and get violent    And we high on Mary Jane enphadamies  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 away  4 Killas and a Lapro? Ham  We staying ice out like the abdominal snowman  Ain't no man no ham no goddamn coppa 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  Bloody Halloweens  Screams and police sirens  Rapid firing my auto mattic pistol  I pop Chris  And I pop crystals  Shootin' off my missiles at police cars  Right out side your local tittie bars  These wicked stars    It'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 proper    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 3 insane search through the 313  You can't protect or serve me  Matter of fact ,you work for me  You fired faggot, FUCK THAT!    Me and D and T and E and Shaggy 2 Dope  Rear rear fuck that buck pat dun dun dun dun  Psychopathic hatchets swinging catching a flinging bloody bacon  Body dropping bitches singing preacher preaching fuckin faking  Booty heavy bitches waiting back at my house  I be anticipatin' putting dick in they mouth  Ain't no fuckin cop about to raid on my parade  When I been dreaming about killing a cop from 2nd grade    P-o-l-i-c-e me,  homi-c-i-d-e  You don't wanna see me  Red and blue lights talking on the CB  Luitenant and a rookie  Damn I gotta cookie  All through my shit they wanna take a extra lookie  Probably wanna book me  Off to jail they took me  I know I'm looking at alot of time without some nookie  ehehehehehh    It'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 proper    Boom boom boom (Switch)  Boom "Who the fuck is that?" It's E & J, Bitch  I don't give a fuck 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) (muthafucka 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? ICP  OGin' ICP and. You know it