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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

Baby

 

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