Bringing heat back to the streets,
Mr. Silence back again,
Taking out you haters with no problem,
so you better run.
The night stalkers return,
and you know that he
has just begun.
Now it's been a quiet minute,
but the silent one is back
Was posted in the lab,
sippin' on some cognac
To witness everything,
in the game that went down
Votes fell off the map,
to disses and clans
Didn't pay it no mind,
because that shit don't
really matter
Was workin' all the time,
with rhymes together
Now I'm hittin' the scene,
two records back to back
Bringin' my ar senal of pain
to these gangsta tracks
Really wanna fuck with me?
You really wanna test your luck?
Really wanna see me
come out the trunk with a buck?
I don't think so, so get your money
I'll get myself on the power
known as high,
still fuck the one time
On my mission for destruction
to shatter your dream
Coming back a lethal virus,
a spreading disease
Mr. Silent back for blood
and your tears in awe
Stepped out of the booth,
reporting back to roll call
Bringing heat back to the streets,
Mr. Silent's back again
Taking out you haters with no problem,
so you better run
Bringing heat back to the streets,
Mr. Silence back again
The Night Stalkers return
and you know that he has just begun
If you show up in that,
when's your album gonna release?
I said in time homeboy
Because it's gotta be heat,
it makes me laugh,
all you motherfuckers thought I retired
I never give the game up,
can't put out my fire
I'm coming harder and stronger
and more focused on the game
Don't be speaking my name,
because I push you to shame
They're rollin' deep with my camp,
high power on top
Ask around who they want
for a show to rock
It's them HPGs,
fuckin' up the industry
Dream team on the scene,
we doin' it big, we supreme
There's only one change in the camp,
we had to drop
Wasn't see in' the hustle,
so now we're undercopped
More money to stack,
more accounts to fill
More hit s to make, just got a new deal
Ha ha, ha ha, straight lappin' to the bank
So much knowledge in the game,
filled up my tank
Bringin' heat back to the streets,
Mr. Silence back again
Takin' out you haters with no problem,
so you better run
Bringin' heat back to the streets,
Mr. Silence back again
The Night Stalkers return
and you know that he has just begun
Last statement goin' out
to all them haters on me
I ain't mad, it's your job,
you're blowin' me up, homie
We need the haters in the game,
makes you strive for more
It makes your heart pump faster,
makes you ready for war
Them motherfuckers talkin' shit
cause their career is goin' down
Want you to speak on their name,
they want you to turn it around
I don't think so, I figured out your scheme
You wanted a diss, you wanted a track,
so you can sell some more, please
I was witnessing the shit
when I was posted in the cut
Layin' back, watchin' the game,
sayin' what's up
And now I know
I got my strategy ready to ride
A tiny vinyl night stalker
with my hypnotizing eye
Released out of my cage like a killer dog
Out roamin' the streets
in the night in the fog
A Wicked Westsider on the loose,
grab your kids and run
I ain't never finished homin',
I just begun
Bringin' heat back to the streets,
Mr. Silence back again
Takin' out you haters with no problems,
so you better run
Bringin' heat back to the streets,
Mr. Silence back again
The Night Stalkers return,
and you know that he has just
begun
You
Mr. Silent 
