Yeah! Shut up, I love silence
You perceive nothing, I hear nuances
We learn more by shutting up than by affirming
Idiot, if I say nothing it's because I'm winning
Time by observing
Don't always say what you think
Without betraying what you believe
If you're not sure, then shut up
If you have a doubt it's because you
Don't have certainty
You're on the edge of a cliff
With each word you stumble
I don't like guys who talk too much
At home when you talk too much
Often you leave early
One more bullet for one word too many
It's the end of the line blah, even for a slip of the tongue
You like to make threats
Your words leave traces
Your mouth spits out fingerprints
Your tongue digs your grave
Slowly but surely
You're reckless because you live without fear
Do you know, you have to know who to threaten
There are guys who don't sleep
Until they've knocked you down
Drive in a stolen car, they cross you
They hit you, cut you up
Don't even insult you but execute you
Words have weight
Intelligence serves as a balance, weighs them
Analyse the causes and
Anticipate their consequences
Talking too much is imprudent
You won't go far without respect for silence

With respect for silence
Our hearts are graves
We fall with our secrets
Mine are the guardians
Of my confidences
They fall on deaf ears
That's respect for silence
Never without respect for silence
It's omerta
Informers are violators of freedom
I wear silence like a bulletproof vest
I've seen what happens to those who speak ill

Rare are the caught in the act
One guy enters, another looks for the exit
So he talks, testifies, tells the details
And your freedom drifts away
No respect for silence
Selfish and hypocritical are the informers
Inviting themselves to the wedding and
Fleeing the funerals, is that done?
You want to share but never dive?
Maybe you should have thought about it before
Don't act old school
Find a job if you don't have the courage
That goes with the pain
Don't talk too much about your life on your cell phone
The wiretaps lead you
Into the paddy wagon
Like Avon, too many guys
Put on a show, chatter
The cops enter in
The wings during the intermission I notice
That there are those who steal for glory
Are more talkative than stingy
Can't conceive of becoming rich
Without being seen
Tell me who you talk to I
Will tell you who snitched on you
To whom you confide your projects
I'll tell you who got ahead of you
Juicy are the fruits of discretion
When speech becomes
The enemy of progression
Yeah, the snow falls on the
Secrets that have been entrusted to me
So well buried: I've forgotten them
Bro, you'll find me behind
Walls of vigilance
Protected by mountains of silence

All corners are the same corners
Knowing how to speak, knowing how to shut up
Evolve or stagnate at the same point
Destinies do not take the same paths
Everything is going wrong but everything comes together
We do the same things but
Not for the same needs
Not everything is rough, not everything is rosy
Not everything keeps its word
Not everything is said, not everything goes round
Everyone wants to have a damn chrome
Everyone wants to know everything
About everyone
Everyone wants their little commission
The corner lives off silence
Love dies from it: do you know?
The truth has gone out
Even our silence has gone silent
Watch your back, lawless necessity
Open it or remain speechless
The world will turn without you anyway
To all the kids who
Fascinate and disturb
A whole life in the wings
These kids not like the others who
Speak little and prove
The world is what it is
They are what they are and what they do
Is their business
A golden word and silences
That speak volumes we are the kind to
Skip those who annoy
Listen to those who replenish
Share the pain of those who suffer
Yes, we live at the rhythm that the corner plays
Speak with hand in front of mouth
Like the made men
Because heavy secrets fear the day
Who is who? Who does what? We don't tell
Who does nothing doesn't make mistakes
Never forget: when it comes to family
We don't count
Walk with us or keep your distance
Don't talk about our time
What we believe in and know
What respect for silence costs

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