Quiet Storm (Remix)

[Havoc]

In broad daylight get right..

Just been through it all man

Blood sweat and tears

Niggaz is dead and shit {*music fades in*}

What the fuck else can happen yo?

I dont think much more son, word to mother yo

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

Let y'all niggaz know right now

Word to mother, for real, for real

[Lil' Kim]

Queen Bee baby

[Havoc]

That shit is the truth

[Lil' Kim]

Lil' Kim, B.I.G.

[Havoc]

I'm not lyin..

Yo.. {*echoes*}

Blowin niggaz wit 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, niggaz 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 niggaz food, buck-fifty's

Niggaz 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 and laugh

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

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

[Lil' Kim]

Uhh, uhh

Chorus: Lil' Kim (repeat 2X)

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 (hip-hop *echoes*)

Drugs to your eardrum, the raw uncut

Have a nigga OD cause it's never enough

[Lil' Kim]

"Hot damn hoe, here we go again"

+Lyte as a Rock+ bitch, hard as a cock bitch

This shit knock for blocks through hardtops

in the parkin lots, where my nigga Rock like to spark-a-lot

My Brook-lyn 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're D-double-E-P

What? Y'all wish I lived the life I live

Aiyyo Prodigy, tell em what this is Dunn

Uhh, uhh

Chorus

[Prodigy]

Yo, I could never get enough of it, 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, persue 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 gangsta how we rock, while you watch

Attracted to our style, this is how we get down

wit big jewelry and big guns

We get busy, it get grizzly, beat niggaz bloody

Twist niggaz 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 niggaz step in the place

Damn, you gotta luv it

Chorus

[Lil' Kim]

It's the real

Hah, it's the real baby, hip-hop hip-hop hip-hop