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Move in Silence Video (MV)




Performed By: Anticipate
Language: English
Length: 2:36
Written by: Anthony McGlone




Anticipate - Move in Silence Lyrics




So, I ordered some iron sites for that Glock
So, uh, I am expecting them any day
So I am going to go ahead and put them iron sites on it
And take that plastic stuff off
Yeah yeah, you got to strike when the irons hot
Like a fire pop on a iron pot
When the chicken that's covered in flour drops
In the hot grease at your momma's spot
Every song I upload is fire hot
Can only upload the junk in Firefox
Your boy is flier
Then the ducks in the winter that's flying south, the entire flock
Your boy is flier (Uh)
Get the fresh cloths out and throw them on when the dryer stops
And that's hotter (That's hotter)
I want to buy up the hood yeah the entire bloc, and that's power (That's power)
Get us aligned get the alignment, tire shop and that's proper (Uh)
Cause if we don't the're going to give us the boot, tire lock and that's dire
I don't make threats but I'll make you a promise
I don't place bets I just go make the commas
I move the best when I'm moving in silence
And leaving the rest to the heavenly father, he'll do it (He'll do it)
Threw both the speakers and amps in the back of Chevy impala
We blew it (We blew it)
Do what we do and stay true while we're doing it
People will follow, we knew it
I don't make threats but I'll make you a promise
I don't place bets I just go make the commas
I move the best when I'm moving in silence
And leaving the rest to the heavenly father, he'll do it (He'll do it)
Threw both the speakers and amps in the back of Chevy impala
We blew it (We blew it)
Do what we do and stay true while we're doing it
People will follow, we knew it
My father is a veteran got the stripes
The Army type with the high and tight
Didn't give me a spoon when I came out the womb
But he taught me to shoot with the iron sight
Told me action was louder than words
So action can actually can come from the quiet type
People will judge you again and again off your current wins not your prior hype
You can claim you're the man

If you don't prove it then it's not true you're the lying type
If they don't move put some pressure on them
Squeeze them out, Plier tight
Put the pressure on them bring their character out
What you about are you wired right
If you wasn't with me when I was in the mud
Don't try to be with me in paradise
I watch for the leaches and parasites
I'm not in the bleachers or wearing stripes
I'm on the court I'm the player type
Not a player player no I just ball
Play songs stored inside the terabytes
Sending prayer prayers up to the Lord
When he's by my side it ain't a fair fight
And I won't stop until you find my corps
This is for my grandmother's father, Bennie (Yeah)
This one is for grandma McGlone, Nettie (Yeah)
I feel like they're on the song with me (I do)
I am just all in my zone really
I'm a grown man so act grown with me
Just be careful with your tone with me
Gods got me I ain't scared brother I got air cover like the drones with me
I don't make threats but I'll make you a promise
I don't place bets I just go make the commas
I move the best when I'm moving in silence
And leaving the rest to the heavenly father, he'll do it (He'll do it)
Threw both the speakers and amps in the back of Chevy impala
We blew it (We blew it)
Do what we do and stay true while we're doing it
People will follow, we knew it
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So, I ordered some iron sites for that Glock
So, uh, I am expecting them any day
So I am going to go ahead and put them iron sites on it
And take that plastic stuff off
Yeah yeah, you got to strike when the irons hot
Like a fire pop on a iron pot
When the chicken that's covered in flour drops
In the hot grease at your momma's spot
Every song I upload is fire hot
Can only upload the junk in Firefox
Your boy is flier
Then the ducks in the winter that's flying south, the entire flock
Your boy is flier (Uh)
Get the fresh cloths out and throw them on when the dryer stops
And that's hotter (That's hotter)
I want to buy up the hood yeah the entire bloc, and that's power (That's power)
Get us aligned get the alignment, tire shop and that's proper (Uh)
Cause if we don't the're going to give us the boot, tire lock and that's dire
I don't make threats but I'll make you a promise
I don't place bets I just go make the commas
I move the best when I'm moving in silence
And leaving the rest to the heavenly father, he'll do it (He'll do it)
Threw both the speakers and amps in the back of Chevy impala
We blew it (We blew it)
Do what we do and stay true while we're doing it
People will follow, we knew it
I don't make threats but I'll make you a promise
I don't place bets I just go make the commas
I move the best when I'm moving in silence
And leaving the rest to the heavenly father, he'll do it (He'll do it)
Threw both the speakers and amps in the back of Chevy impala
We blew it (We blew it)
Do what we do and stay true while we're doing it
People will follow, we knew it
My father is a veteran got the stripes
The Army type with the high and tight
Didn't give me a spoon when I came out the womb
But he taught me to shoot with the iron sight
Told me action was louder than words
So action can actually can come from the quiet type
People will judge you again and again off your current wins not your prior hype
You can claim you're the man

If you don't prove it then it's not true you're the lying type
If they don't move put some pressure on them
Squeeze them out, Plier tight
Put the pressure on them bring their character out
What you about are you wired right
If you wasn't with me when I was in the mud
Don't try to be with me in paradise
I watch for the leaches and parasites
I'm not in the bleachers or wearing stripes
I'm on the court I'm the player type
Not a player player no I just ball
Play songs stored inside the terabytes
Sending prayer prayers up to the Lord
When he's by my side it ain't a fair fight
And I won't stop until you find my corps
This is for my grandmother's father, Bennie (Yeah)
This one is for grandma McGlone, Nettie (Yeah)
I feel like they're on the song with me (I do)
I am just all in my zone really
I'm a grown man so act grown with me
Just be careful with your tone with me
Gods got me I ain't scared brother I got air cover like the drones with me
I don't make threats but I'll make you a promise
I don't place bets I just go make the commas
I move the best when I'm moving in silence
And leaving the rest to the heavenly father, he'll do it (He'll do it)
Threw both the speakers and amps in the back of Chevy impala
We blew it (We blew it)
Do what we do and stay true while we're doing it
People will follow, we knew it
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Writer: Anthony McGlone
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