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Calm Before Da Storm

O.G.C.3 Mar 2003

Calm Before Da Storm Lyrics


Calm Before Da Storm - O.G.C.

Top dog Who?

Top dog of the year Top dog



Top dog of the year

Top dog

Top dog


Top dog of the year

Top dog

Top dog

Top dog of the year

Top dog to nice up your party


Tell everybody to leave they shorty, shake they body

'Cause it's dangerous in these fills that we walk

It's a rap race in this wicked city we call New York

You all talk and ain't nuthin' workin' upstairs

So stop acting like you know

What I be saying when you scared

It's all fair and you won't be around next year

You all done when the wagon done

'Cause the MP's is near

Don't swear 'cause you know god don't like ugly

If heads ain't ready for Armageddon, I say f**k 'em

Duck down, that's the only safe thing for you

Originoo guns 3, 2, 1, I thought you knew


I be D.O.G. Soldier, I'll be for life


Come into my cipher, big kahuna knife ya

Lt, the lieutenant duck this

Fab 5 blowin up like this

Hush, watch the bum rush crush, it's the storm


Originoo guns 3, 2, 1, it's on

Quiet riot, leave sides retired


Niggaz don't wanna f**k with this they must be wired

Like snitches fixes hide then slide


Niggaz nowadays got no time for your lies

I ban it heads gwon sink like Titanic

But if I put my pawn to your behind


Then your can it the f**k up

Duck, locked up like Douglas


The guns wreck sh*t

That was meant strictly for the exits


Quiet riot, second source out the storm


Platoon O.G.C.


Louisville sluggah, Sgt.


Period, word is bond


Niggaz in the street got mad love for the beast

Honeys yellin', oh my God,

I'm in the house like the east

If it ain't O.G.C. then it must be heltah skeltah

The fresh flier MC for hire on that a** like fire

So I melt ya, I'm still untouchable


Come through like the Soviet Union then bust ya

If you know, it means ya get stomped out much faster

Plus plaster your face against the wall

Then burn ya slow like Dutch masters

Go out, f**k who you call it's the storm

J. McNair declares war on all ofyall


Yours truly, far from booty

The captain of gun clappin' a.k.a.


The beast from the east


I be the boot camp masterpiece

Word is bond, squadron O.G.C.


Vil slugga and D.O.G.


As the motherf**kin' sky starts to cloud


Those who bought the O.G.C. lp


Will be preparing for the storm


Get ya umbrellas and ya gym hats


Do it like this, do it like that



Word is bond