Sir Silas,
I saw u on the bike the other day, I was taken back to time when we was 8,
I remembered football matches we used to play,
remember stabbing our different schools cos we was late,
then we hook up, found our juke box, our music was cool bruv, I rapped u sang,
I remember we found by the cops,
and in the back seat, we got each others back still.
Ohhh .............. Sir Silas,
I remember when we used to pray,
remember Sunday school class when I'll be asked to teach and I'll call u to interpret,
ohh man............. shi was great,
I rmbr we grew to 18 and we were still supporters of the same team, Not football,
none of us liked that, but getting pushed and having cause to fight back, the footwork,
Silas
Silence, not violence, but violence is needed to instill the silence, and it was our assignment...
Ohh Sir Silas, how times fly, how friends part,
I miss you is why I wrote this song, for now I gotta wait so long
once a year for your bike to come along
Silas