Quiet Storm (feat. Lil' Kim) - Remix

[00:12.45] In broad daylight get right
[00:13.39] Just been through it all man
[00:14.72] Blood sweat and tears
[00:16.87] Niggaz is dead and shit
[00:22.17] What the fuck else can happen yo?
[00:25.75] We done seen it all, and been through it all yo
[00:34.56] Let y'all niggaz know right now
[00:36.30] Word to mother, for real, for real
[00:37.78] That shit is the truth
[00:42.53] I'm not lyin
[00:44.90] I put my lifetime in between the paper's lines
[00:46.97] I'm the "Quiet Storm" nigga who fight rhyme
[00:49.05] P yeah you heard of him but, I ain't concerned with them
[00:51.62] Nigga I pop more guns than you holdin them
[00:54.00] Make my route while the sun's out and scold your men
[00:57.15] Unload ten, in broad daylight, get right
[00:59.31] Fuck your life - hop on my ninety-eight dirt bike
[01:02.17] You try to stop mines from growin, I'll make your blood stop flowin
[01:04.91] Take affirmative action, to any ass if he askin (yeah aight)
[01:08.26] Now here come the mack 10
[01:11.98] You'se a dick blower, tryin to speak the Dunn language
[01:12.39] What the drilly with that though? It ain't bangin
[01:14.47] You hooked on Mobb-phonics Infamous-bonics
[01:17.50] Lyin to the Pop Dog like you got it
[01:20.03] You ain't no wildin out for the night fist thrower
[01:21.91] Rusty shank holder, we live this shit
[01:24.21] Cause it's the real shit, shit to make em feel shit (the real)
[01:26.88] Lump em in the club shit, have you wildin out when you bump this
[01:28.60] (Hip-hop echoes) Drugs to your eardrum, the raw uncut
[01:31.15] Have a nigga OD cause it's never enough
[01:33.55] It's the real shit, shit to make em feel shit (the real)
[01:35.55] Lump em in the club shit, have you wildin out when you bump this
[01:36.75] (Hip-hop echoes) Drugs to your eardrum, the raw uncut
[01:41.48] Have a nigga OD cause it's never enough
[01:45.22] Yo the P rock forty inch cables, drinkin white label
[01:46.32] My chain hang down to my dick, my piece bang glass tables
[01:50.13] Diamonds and guns before the fame Duke
[01:52.88] A nigga like me hold tecs, are you the same too?
[01:54.13] Goin through the emotions, of gun holdin
[01:56.80] Long shotguns down my pants leg limpin
[01:59.62] Killer bee who still livin, even my pops too
[02:01.93] He taught me how to shoot when I was seven (yup)
[02:03.88] I used to bust shots crazy
[02:05.57] I couldn't even look because the loud sound used to scare me (POW!)
[02:07.85] I love my pops for that, I love my nigga D-Black
[02:10.69] I'll take the life of anybody tryin to change what's left
[02:13.23] And through all of that a nigga ain't scared of death
[02:15.97] All y'all brand new niggaz just scared to death
[02:18.36] I spent too many night sniffin coke, gettin right
[02:20.95] Wastin my life, now I'm tryin to make things right
[02:23.53] Grand open some gates, invest, in Iraq business
[02:26.65] Do things for the kids (the little Dunns)
[02:28.74] Build a jungle gym behind the crib, so they can enjoy youth
[02:30.30] CBR's and VCR's
[02:34.86] ATV's and big screen TV's, nigga please
[02:37.17] Don't make me have to risk my freedom
[02:39.71] We worked our whole life for this, you get your shit beat in
[02:42.38] For real. (yo)
[02:43.75] Cause it's the real shit, shit to make em feel shit
[02:45.71] Lump em in the club shit, have you wildin out when you bump this
[02:48.93] Drugs to your eardrum, the raw uncut
[02:51.11] Have a nigga OD cause it's never enough
[02:52.77] It go one, two, three to the fourth
[02:55.79] That nigga P-Double got that shit
[02:57.99] For y'alls peoples to rock to, stirrin up pots of brew
[03:00.29] In hell's kitchen, I chef the impossible
[03:02.72] To serve hot plates all across the unified states
[03:05.93] Sit down and sup with top rap reps
[03:08.28] We the streets that's watchin boy move diligent
[03:10.55] You better walk like a nigga on the tight rope Duke
[03:13.14] Infamous first infantry, first division fourth mission
[03:16.60] First assignment -- give em that shit they been missin
[03:18.99] My new edition's way bitch
[03:20.82] Those that listen, get addicted to my diction
[03:22.98] Fuck rhymes I write prescriptions, for your diseased
[03:25.45] Generic rap's just not potent like P's
[03:28.52] One-thousand one-hundred CC's on the throttle
[03:30.91] I peel off chest naked on Katanas
[03:33.32] Spaghetti head Mobb niggaz is full bred
[03:35.29] Fully blown melanin tone, I rock skeleton bone shirts
[03:36.97] And verses, but thirst for worse beats
[03:40.25] So I can put, more product out on the street
[03:42.74] Get respect and love, all across the board
[03:44.71] We've been adored, for keepin it raw, nuttin less or more
[03:49.35] I score everytime for sure
[03:50.20] While the rest of y'all niggaz just nil
[03:51.78] (To the real)
[03:52.86] Cause it's the real shit, shit to make em feel shit (hip-hop echoes)
[03:54.88] Lump em in the club shit, have you wildin out when you bump this
[03:57.44] Drugs to your eardrum, the raw uncut
[04:00.28] Have a nigga OD cause it's never enough
[04:02.72] It's the real shit, shit to make em feel shit (the real)
[04:05.25] Lump em in the club shit, have you wildin out when you bump this
[04:07.26] (Hip-hop echoes) Drugs to your eardrum, the raw uncut
[04:09.81] Have a nigga OD cause it's never enough
[04:11.85] (The real... hip-hop)
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