Silence of the Hams lyrics

[Intro: Violent J & Esham]
Hallowicked, E and J

[Esham, Violent J]
Silence of the hams squeal pigs
Split they wigs, (Oink) Mr. Bigs
This is gonna flip they lids
Screw you f*cking b*tch (Screw you, b*tch!)

[Esham Violent J]
Now me tell you something about my side of town (Say what)
Pork chops get sautéed so they don't f*ck around
You have the right to remain silent (Motherf*cker, f*ck you!)
I plead the four fifth flip the script on that b*tch and get violent
And we high on Mary Jane amphetamines
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 your way
Four killers in a 'Lac Brougham
We staying iced out like the abdominal snowman
Ain't no man no ham no goddamn copper
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 (Halloween), bloody Halloweens
Screams and police sirens
Rapid firing my automatic pistol, I pop Chris
And I pop crystals, shootin' off my missiles at police cars
Right out side your local titty bars, these wicked stars
[Chorus]
It's the silence of the hams and you lookin' hammy
Uh-oh (Pigs)
Sawed off pistol grip and I Glock click bammy
Pow pow pow pow pow pow
Ooh ride with me and drop a copper
(Bacon bits) Oh yeah (Bacon bits)
Brake out with the trumpet service something proper
(Bacon bits) Proper

[Esham, Violent J]
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 fleein' scenes, search through the 313
You can't protect or serve me, matter of fact
You work for me, you fired, faggot, f*ck that!
Me in D E T and E and Shaggy 2 Dope, rear rear
f*ck that, buck pat, dun dun dun dun (Come on)
Psychopathic hatchets swinging catching flinging bloody bacon
Body dropping b*tches singing preacher preaching f*ckin' fakin'
Booty heavy b*tches waitin' back at my house
I be anticipatin' putting di*k in they mouth
Ain't no f*ckin cop about to rain on my parade
When I been dreaming about killing a cop from second grade
P-O-L-I-C-E me (What)
Homi-C-I-D-E, (What), you don't wanna see me (What)
Red and blue lights talking on the CB (What)
Lieutenant and a rookie, (What) damn I gotta cookie (What)
All through my sh*t they wanna take a extra looky (What)
Probably wanna book me, (What) off to jail they took me (What)
I know I'm looking at a long time without some nookie
Eheheheheh
[Chorus]
It's the silence of the hams and you lookin' hammy
Uh-oh (Bacon bits, bacon bits) Come on! Come on!
Sawed off pistol grip and I Glock click bammy
Pow pow pow pow pow pow
Oooooh ride with me and drop a copper
(Bacon bits, bacon bits) Oh yeah
Brake out with the trumpet service something proper
Proper (Detroit Murderous! [?])

Boom boom boom (Switch)
Boom "Who the f**k is that?" It's E & J, b*tch
I don't give a f**k if you rap you gets no love
You can wrap your lips around my di*k 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
b*tch 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) (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)
E and J SV what? ICP
OGin' ICP and. You know it