Karaoké Quiet Storm (remix) Mobb Deep & Lil' Kim

In broad daylight get right

Just been through it all, man

Blood, sweat, and tears

Niggas is dead and shit

What the fuck else can happen, yo

I don't think much more son, word to mother, yo

We done seen it all and been through it all, yo

Let y'all niggas know right now

Word to mother for real, for real

Queen Bee baby

That shit is the truth

Lil' Kim, B.I.G

I lie

Yo, blowin' niggas with rusty-ass German things

Keepin' it thorough is our motherfuckin' claim to fame

Throw on your wetsuit when it rains it pours and all

Hit 'em with the four

Don't even know him from a hole in the wall

Get at me, niggas wanna clap me

Snitches wanna rat me

Put it right where they back be

Keep my Dunns close to me enemies even closer

Sendin' kites with the Motorolas, yo

Give 'em the cold shoulder with a hollow-tip to match

Bad apple outta the batch obsessed with gats

Since a little dude, eatin' niggas food buck-fifty's

Niggas can kill me but they comin' wit me

How about that, send the Queen Bee to attack

Only a fly bitch like that can leave 'em relaxed

Rock 'em to sleep, make 'em think the drama is dead

Yo, I smile up in your face though I'm plottin' instead

Yo, it's the real shit

Shit to make you feel shit

Thump 'em in the club shit

Have you wildin' out when you bump this

Drugs to your eardrum the raw uncut

Have a nigga OD 'cos it's never enough

Yo, it's the real shit

Shit to make you feel shit

Thump 'em in the club shit

Have you wildin' out when you bump this

Drugs to your eardrum the raw uncut

Have a nigga OD 'cos it's never enough

Hot damn ho, here we go again

Light as a rock, bitch hard as a cock, bitch

This shit knock for blocks through hardtops in the parking lots where my nigga Roc like to spark-a-lot

My Brooklyn style speak for itself

Like a wrestler, another notch under my belt

The embezzler, chrome treasurer

The U-N-O competitor

I'm ten steps ahead of ya

I'm a leader, y'all on some followin' shit

Comin' in this game on some modelin' shit

Bitches suck cock just to get to the top

I put a hundred percent in every line I drop

It's the Q to the B with the M-O, B-B

Queensbridge Brooklyn and we D-double-E-P, what

Y'all wish y'all lived the life I live

Ayo Prodigy, tell 'em what this is Dunn

Yo, it's the real shit

Shit to make you feel shit

Thump 'em in the club shit

Have you wildin' out when you bump this

Drugs to your eardrum the raw uncut

Have a nigga OD 'cos it's never enough

Yo, it's the real shit

Shit to make you feel shit

Thump 'em in the club shit

Have you wildin' out when you bump this

Drugs to your eardrum the raw uncut

Yo, yo

I could never get enough of it

Have a nigga OD 'cos it's never enough

Yo, that's my shit

I need that shit, to boost my adrenaline

Yo, rock that shit

That real life shit

Makes bitches wanna thug it

Makes the projects love it

We come through like, fuck it

Y'all want problems pursue it, let's do it

Infamous Mobb bosses

Check out the portrait at the round table, my Dunn speakin' with his Twin ghost

It's gangster how we rock while you watch

Attracted to our style this is how we get down

With big jewelry and big guns

We get busy, it get grizzly

Beat niggas bloody

Twist niggas frontin' get to runnin'

'Fore the mens get to dumpin' the fans get to thumpin'

M-O-B-B got the whole spot jumpin'

When my niggas step in the place

Damn, you gotta love it

Yo, it's the real shit

Shit to make you feel shit

Thump 'em in the club shit

Have you wildin' out when you bump this

Drugs to your eardrum the raw uncut

Have a nigga OD 'cos it's never enough

Yo, it's the real shit

Shit to make you feel shit

Thump 'em in the club shit

Have you wildin' out when you bump this

Drugs to your eardrum the raw uncut

Have a nigga OD 'cos it's never enough

Uh

Bash that

It's the real

Heh, it's the real, baby

Bash that

Uh, fuck it, goodbye

Hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop

Oh yeah

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