Quiet Storm (white Lines) Lyrics - Singles - Mobb Deep

I put my lifetime in between the paper's lines 

I'm that quiet storm nigga who fight rhyme 

P yea u heard of him but i ain't concerned with them 

Nigga i pop more guns than u holdin them 

Make my rotweiller sons out and scold your men 

Unload ten in braw day light get right 

Fuck your life hop on my '98 dirt bike 

U try to stop mines from growin 

I make your blood stop flowin 

Take affirmative action to any ass if he ask it 

I become the mack-10 

You's a dick blower tryin to speak the dun language 

What the drilly with that though it ain't bangin' 

U hooked on mobb phonics infamous-bonics 

Lying to the pop dog like u got it 

You ain't wildin out for the night fish blower 

Rusty shank holder we live this shit 

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It's the real shit nigga make u feel shitBump it in the clubs shit 

Have you wildin out when bump thisDrugs to your ear drum the raw uncut 

Have a nigga od but it's never enough 

Ay yo the p rock 40 inch cables drinkin white label 

My chain hang down to my dick my piece bang glass tables 

Diamonds and guns before the fame duke a nigga like me hold tecs 

Are you the same too 

Goin through the emotions of gun holdin 

Long shotguns down my pants leg limpin 

Killa-b you still livin even my pops too he taught me how to 

Shoot when i was 7 yo 

I used to bust shots crazy 

I couldn't even look because the loud sound used to scare meI love my pops for that i love my nigga e-black 

I'll take the life of anyone who tryin to change what's left 

And then through all of that a nigga ain't scared of death 

All y'all brand new niggas just scared to death 

I spent too many night sniffin' coke gettin' right 

Wastin' my life now i'm tryin to make things right 

Grand open some gates invest in the rap business 

Do things for the kidsBuild a jungle gym behind the crib so they can enjoy youth 

Cbrs, vcrs, atv and big screen tvs nigga please 

Don't make me have to risk my freedom 

We spent our whole life for this 

You'll get your shit beat in...1x 

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It go 1, 2, 3 to the 4th 

That nigga p-double got that shit for y'all 

People to rock to stirrin up pots of brew 

In hell's kitchen i'm chef the impossible 

Servin' hot plates all across the unified states 

Sit down and sup with top rap reps 

All across we board move diligent 

You better walk like nigga on the tight rope duke 

Infamous 1st infantry 1st division, 4th mission 

1st assignment give 'em that shit they been missin 

My new edition's way bitchin' those that listen 

Get addicted to my diction fuck rhymes i write prescriptions 

For your disease generic rap's just not potent like p's 

1, 100 ccs on the throttle i peel off chest naked on katanas 

Spaghetti head mobb niggas is full bred full blown 

Militin tone i rock the skeleton bone 

Thirst for verses and thirst for worse beats 

So i can put more product out on the street 

Get respect and love all across the board 

We've been endured for keepin it raw 

Nothin less or more 

I score everytime for sure 

While the rest of y'all niggas just i'll 

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