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| name : | DanceD |
| subject : | [Mobb Deep]Quiet Storm |
| home : | http://chriskwon.hihome.com |
In broad daylight get right.. ¹àÀº ´ë³·¿¡, Á¦´ë·Î Çàµ¿ÇØ.. Just been through it all man ³ ´Ù °æÇèÇØºÃ¾î Blood sweat and tears ÇÇ, ¶¡ ±×¸®°í ´«¹° Niggaz is dead and shit {*music fades in*} ¸ðµÎµé Á×°í ±×·± Àϵé.. What the fuck else can happen yo? ´Ù¸¥ ÀÏÀÌ ¹ú¾îÁú°Ô ¹¹°¡ ÀÖÁö? I don't think much more son, word to mother yo ³ ´õÀÌ»ó »ý°¢ÇÏÁö ¾Ê¾Æ, ¾ö¸¶¿¡°Ô Àλç yo We done seen it all, and been through it all yo ¿ì¸° ±×°ÍµéÀ» º¸¾Æ¿Ô°í, °æÇèÇß¾î yo Let y'all niggaz know right now ³Ê³×µé¿¡°Ô ÀÌÁ¦ ¾Ë·ÁÁÖ°Ú¾î Word to mother, for real, for real ¾ö¸¶¿¡°Ô Àλç, ÁøÂ¥·Î, ÁøÂ¥·Î That shit is the truth ÀÌ°Ç Áø½ÇÀÌ¾ß I'm not lyin.. °ÅÁþ¸»ÀÌ ¾Æ³Ä.. [Prodigy] I put my lifetime in between the paper's lines ³ ³» »îÀ» Á¾ÀÌÀÇ ÁÙ »çÀÌ¿¡ ³¢¿ö³Ö¾î I'm the "Quiet Storm" nigga who fight rhyme ³ ¶óÀÓÀ¸·Î ½Î¿ì´Â 'Á¶¿ëÇÑ ÅÂdz'ÀÌÁö P yeah you heard of him but, I ain't concerned with them P ±×·¡ µé¾îº» Àû ÀÖÁö, ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³ ±×³à¼®ÇÏ°ï º°·Î Ä£ÇÏÁö ¾Ê¾Æ Nigga I pop more guns than you holdin them ³ ´Ï°¡ ÃÑÀ» ÀâÀº Ƚ¼öº¸´Ù ´õ ¸¹ÀÌ ¹ß»çÇØ Make my route while the sun's out and scold your men ÇØ°¡ ³µÀ»¶§ ³»°¡ °¥ ±æÀ» °É¾î°¡°í ³ÊÀÇ Ä£±¸¸¦ ²Ù¢Áö Unload ten, in broad daylight, get right 10¹ßÀ» »©³»°í, ´ë³·¿¡, Á¦´ë·Î Çàµ¿ÇØ Fuck your life - hop on my ninety-eight dirt bike ´Ï »îÀº ¿³¸ÔÀ¸¶óÇØ - ³» 98 ÀÚÀü°Å¿¡ ¿Ã¶óŸ¼ You try to stop mines from growin, I'll make your blood stop flowin ³Í ÆøÅºÀÌ ´õ ÀÌ»ó Ä¿ÁöÁö ¾Ê±æ ¹Ù¶óÁö, ³»°¡ ´Ï ÇÇÀÇ È帧À» ¸·¾ÆÁÙ°Ô Take affirmative action, to any ass if he askin (yeah aight) ±àÁ¤ÀûÀ¸·Î Çàµ¿ÇØ¶ó, ¸¸¾à ´©°¡ ¹¯´Â´Ù¸é ¸»¾ß (±×·¡ ¾Ë°Ú¾î) Now here come the mack 10 ¿©±â ÀåÃÑÀÌ ¿À´Â±º You'se a dick blower, tryin to speak the Dunn language ³Í ÁÀ°°Àº ³ðÀ̾ß, DunnÀÇ ¾ð¾î¸¦ ÇÏ·Á°í ÇÏÀÝ¾Æ What the drilly with that though? It ain't bangin ±×³ªÀú³ª µµ´ëü ±×°Ô ¹¹¾ß? ½Î¿ò µûÀ§´Â ¾Æ³Ä You hooked on Mobb-phonics Infamous-bonics ³Í MobbÀÇ ¼Ò¸®¿Í InfamousÀÇ °ñ°Ý¿¡ Ȧ·È¾î Lyin to the Pop Dog like you got it ´Ï°¡ Á¦´ë·Î »ì°í ÀÖ´Ù´Â µíÀÌ ¾Æ¹öÁö¿¡°Ô °ÅÁþ¸»À» ÇØ You ain't no wildin out for the night fist thrower ±×Àú ³Í ¹ã¿¡ ³ª°¡¼ ÁÖ¸ÔÀ̳ª Èֵѷ¯´î»Ó Rusty shank holder, we live this shit ³ì½¼ Æ®··Å©¸¦ Àâ°í, ¿ì¸° ÀÌ·¸°Ô »ì¾Æ Chorus: Havoc Cause it's the real shit, shit to make em feel shit (the real) ÀÌ°Ç ´Ù ÁøÂ¥¾ß, ±×µéÀÇ ±âºÐÀ» Á¦´ë·Î ¸¸µé¾îÁÙ °Í (ÁøÂ¥) Lump em in the club shit, have you wildin out when you bump this Ŭ·´¿¡¼ ±×µé°ú ºÎµúÄ¡°í, ÀÌ À½¾ÇÀ» ƲÀ¸¸é ³Í °ÅÄ¥¾îÁö°í (hip-hop *echoes*) Drugs to your eardrum, the raw uncut (ÈüÇÕ) °í¸·À» À§ÇÑ ¸¶¾à, ´Ùµë¾îÁöÁö ¾ÊÀº ³ë·¡ Have a nigga OD cause it's never enough ÃæºÐÇÏ°Ô ´À²¸ÁöÁø ¾ÊÀ¸´Ï ºÐ¸í °úµµÇÏ°Ô Åõ¿©ÇÏÁö It's the real shit, shit to make em feel shit (the real) ÀÌ°Ç ´Ù ÁøÂ¥¾ß, ±×µéÀÇ ±âºÐÀ» Á¦´ë·Î ¸¸µé¾îÁÙ °Í (ÁøÂ¥) Lump em in the club shit, have you wildin out when you bump this Ŭ·´¿¡¼ ±×µé°ú ºÎµúÄ¡°í, ÀÌ À½¾ÇÀ» ƲÀ¸¸é ³Í °ÅÄ¥¾îÁö°í (hip-hop *echoes*) Drugs to your eardrum, the raw uncut (ÈüÇÕ) °í¸·À» À§ÇÑ ¸¶¾à, ´Ùµë¾îÁöÁö ¾ÊÀº ³ë·¡ Have a nigga OD cause it's never enough ÃæºÐÇÏ°Ô ´À²¸ÁöÁø ¾ÊÀ¸´Ï ºÐ¸í °úµµÇÏ°Ô Åõ¿©ÇÏÁö [Prodigy] Yo the P rock forty inch cables, drinkin white label Yo P´Â 40ÀÎÄ¡ ÄÉÀ̺íÀ» °¡Áö°í, ÇÏ¾á ·¹À̺íÀ» ¸¶¼Å My chain hang down to my dick, my piece bang glass tables ³» ¸ñ°ÉÀÌ´Â °Å½Ã±â±îÁö ³»·Á¿À°í, ÃÑÀº À¯¸®Å¹ÀÚ À§¿¡ ´øÁ®Á® Diamonds and guns before the fame Duke À¯¸í¼¼º¸´Ù´Â ´ÙÀ̾Ƹóµå¿Í ÃÑÀ̶ó´Â ±ÍÁ· A nigga like me hold tecs, are you the same too? ³ª°°Àº ³ð¿¡°Õ ±â¼úÀÌ ÀÖ¾î, ³Êµµ ¶È°°Àº ÀÔÀåÀΰ¡? Goin through the emotions, of gun holdin ÃÑÀ» Àâ°í, °¨Á¤ÀÇ º¯È¸¦ °ÞÁö Long shotguns down my pants leg limpin ¹ÙÁö¿¡ Âñ·¯³ÖÀº ±æ´Ù¶õ ¼¦°Ç¿¡ ´Ù¸®´Â Àý¶Ò°Å·Á Killer bee who still livin, even my pops too ¾ÆÁ÷µµ »ì¾ÆÀÖ´Â »ìÀιú, ³» ¾Æ¹öÁöµµ ¸¶Âù°¡Áö¾ß He taught me how to shoot when I was seven (yup) ±×´Â ³»°¡ 7»ìÀÏ ¶§ ÃÑÀ» ½î´Â ¹ýÀ» °¡¸£ÃÄÁáÁö (¸Â¾Æ) I used to bust shots crazy ³ ¹ÌÄ£µíÀÌ ¹ß»çÇϰï Çß¾î I couldn't even look because the loud sound used to scare me [POW!] Á¦´ë·Î ¾ÕÀ» ÃÄ´Ùº¸Áöµµ ¸øÇß¾î, ±× Å« ¼Ò¸®´Â ³»°Ô °ÌÀ» Áá°Åµç [Æã!] I love my pops for that, I love my nigga D-Black ±×·¡¼ ³ ºÎ¸ð¸¦ »ç¶ûÇØ, ³» Ä£±¸ D-Blackµµ »ç¶ûÇØ I'll take the life of anybody tryin to change what's left ³²¾ÆÀÖ´Â °ÍÀ» ¹Ù²Ù·Á´Â ³à¼®Àº ¹Ýµå½Ã ¸ñ¼ûÀ» »©¾Ñ°Ú¾î And through all of that a nigga ain't scared of death ±×·± ÀÏÀ» °Þ¾î¿Ô±â¿¡ ³ª¶õ ³ðÀº Á×À½µµ µÎ·Á¿öÇÏÁö ¾Ê¾Æ All y'all brand new niggaz just scared to death ³Ê³× '½Å»óǰ' ³à¼®µéÀº ¹«¼¿ö Á×À»°Í °°ÀݾÆ? I spent too many night sniffin coke, gettin right ³Ê¹« ¸¹Àº ¹ãÀ» ÄÚÄ«ÀÎÀ» Çϸç Áö³Â¾î wastin my life, now I'm tryin to make things right »îÀ» ³¶ºñÇß¾î, ÀÌÁ¦ ¸ðµç°É Á¦´ë·Î µ¹·Á³õ°Ú¾î Grand open some gates, invest, in Iraq business °Å´ëÇÑ ¹®ÀÌ ¿¸®°í, À̶óÅ© »ç¾÷¿¡, ÅõÀÚÇϰí Do things for the kids (the little Dunns) ¾ÆÀ̵éÀ» À§ÇØ ¹«¾ð°¡ÇØ (¾î¸° Àڽĵé) Build a jungle gym behind the crib, so they can enjoy youth Áý µÚ¿¡ Á¤±ÛÁüÀ» ¼¼¿ö¼, ¾î¸° ½ÃÀýÀ» Áñ°Ì°Ô º¸³¾ ¼ö ÀÖµµ·Ï ÇÏÁö CBR's and VCR's CBR ±×¸®°í VCR ATV's and big screen TV's, nigga please ATV¿Í Ä¿´Ù¶õ ȸéÀÇ TV, Á¦¹ß Don't make me have to risk my freedom ³»°¡ ³» ÀÚÀ¯¸¦ À§ÇùÇÏ°Ô ÇÏÁö ¸»¾ÆÁà We worked our whole life for this, you get your shit beat in ¿ì¸° Æò»ýµ¿¾È ÀÌ°É À§ÇØ ÀÏÇØ¿Ô¾î, ³Êµµ ³ÊÀÇ ºñÆ®¸¦ ¸¸µé¾îºÁ For real.. (yo) ÁøÂ¥·Î.. (yo) Chorus: Havoc Cause it's the real shit, shit to make em feel shit (hip-hop *echoes*) ÀÌ°Ç ´Ù ÁøÂ¥¾ß, ±×µéÀÇ ±âºÐÀ» Á¦´ë·Î ¸¸µé¾îÁÙ °Í (ÈüÇÕ) Lump em in the club shit, have you wildin out when you bump this Ŭ·´¿¡¼ ±×µé°ú ºÎµúÄ¡°í, ÀÌ À½¾ÇÀ» ƲÀ¸¸é ³Í °ÅÄ¥¾îÁö°í Drugs to your eardrum, the raw uncut °í¸·À» À§ÇÑ ¸¶¾à, ´Ùµë¾îÁöÁö ¾ÊÀº ³ë·¡ Have a nigga OD cause it's never enough ÃæºÐÇÏ°Ô ´À²¸ÁöÁø ¾ÊÀ¸´Ï ºÐ¸í °úµµÇÏ°Ô Åõ¿©ÇÏÁö [Prodigy] It go one, two, three to the fourth ¿©±â¼ Çϳª, µÑ, ¼Â¿¡¼ ³Ý That nigga P-Double got that shit Àú ³à¼® P-DoubleÀº »ç¶÷µéÀÌ for y'alls peoples to rock to, stirrin up pots of brew ¸öÀ» Èçµé ¼ö ÀÖ´Â °É °¡Á³¾î, ¿Â°® ¼úÀ» ¼¯¾î in hell's kitchen, I chef the impossible 'Áö¿ÁÀÇ ºÎ¾ý'¿¡¼, ³ ±× ÁÖ¹æÀåÀÌÁö *Hell's kitchen - ¿ø·¡ ´º¿å ¸ÇÇØÆ°ÀÇ ¹üÁËÀ²ÀÌ ³ô¾Ò´ø °Å¸®¸¦ ºÎ¸£´Â º°ÄªÀÔ´Ï´Ù. To serve hot plates all across the unified states ¹Ì±¹ Àü¿ª¿¡ ½ÄÁö ¾ÊÀº Á¢½Ã¸¦ µ¹¸®°í Sit down and sup with top rap reps ¾É¾Æ¼ ÃÖ°íÀÇ ·¡ÆÛµé°ú Àú³á½Ä»ç¸¦ µéÁö We the streets that's watchin boy move diligent ¿ì¸° ³Î ÃÄ´Ùº¸´Â °Å¸®¾ß, ¼Ò³âÀº ¿½ÉÈ÷ ¿òÁ÷¿© You better walk like a nigga on the tight rope do ³Êµµ ÆØÆØÇÑ ¹åÁÙ À§¿¡ °È´Â °Íó·³ °É¾î°¡´Â°Ô ÁÁ¾Æ Infamous first infantry, first division fourth mission InfamousÀÇ Ã¹¹øÂ° º¸º´, ù¹øÂ° ±¸¿ª 4¹øÂ° ¹Ì¼Ç First assignment -- give em that shit they been missin ù¹øÂ° °úÁ¦ - ±×µéÀÌ ³õÄ¡°í ÀÖ´Â °ÍÀ» ÁÖµµ·Ï My new edition's way bitchin ³» »õ °³Á¤ÆÇÀº »ó´çÈ÷ ¸ÚÁöÁö Those that listen, get addicted to my diction ±Í¸¦ ±â¿ïÀÌ´Â À̵éÀº, ³ªÀÇ ¸»Åõ¿¡ Áßµ¶µÅ Fuck rhymes I write prescriptions, for your diseased ¶óÀÓ µûÀ§´Â ÇÊ¿ä¾ø¾î, ³ ³Ê³× º´ÀÚµéÀ» À§ÇØ Ã³¹æÀ» ½á generic rap's just not potent like P's ±×·± »çÀ̺ñ ·¦Àº P°°Àº ÈûÀÌ ¾ø¾î One-thousand one-hundred CC's on the throttle 1100ccÀÇ ÈûÀ» °¡Áø ½º·ÎƲ I peel off chest naked on Katanas ÀϺ»µµ·Î °¡½¿À» ¹þ±âÁö Spaghetti head Mobb niggaz is full bred ½ºÆÄ°ÔƼ ¸Ó¸® Mobb Ä£±¸µéÀº ¿ÏÀüÈ÷ ¼º¼÷Çß¾î Fully blown melanin tone, I rock skeleton bone shirts Àü·ÂÀ¸·Î ¹ß»çÇÏ´Â ¸á¶ó´Ñ Åæ, ÇØ°ñ »À ¼ÅÃ÷¸¦ ÀÔ°í and verses, but thirst for worse beats ³ë·¡¸¦ ÇØ, ÇÏÁö¸¸ Á»´õ Èä¾ÇÇÑ ºñÆ®¿¡ ¸ñ¸»¶óÇÏÁö So I can put, more product out on the street ±×·¡¼, °Å¸®ÀÇ »ý»êǰÀ» ´õ ³Ö°í Get respect and love, all across the board ÀÌ ¹è À§ÀÇ »ç¶÷µé¿¡°Ô¼ Á¸Á߽ɰú »ç¶ûÀ» ¾ò°Ô We've been adored, for keepin it raw, nuttin less or more ¿ì¸° »ç¶û¹Þ¾ÒÁö, ¼ø¼öÇßÀ¸´Ï±î, ±× ÀÌ»óµµ ±× ÀÌÇϵµ ¾Æ´Ï¾ú¾î I score everytime for sure ¾ðÁ¦³ª È®½ÇÇÏ°Ô Á¡¼ö¸¦ µû while the rest of y'all niggaz just nil ³ª¸ÓÁö ³à¼®µéÀº ¾ÆÁ÷µµ 0Á¡ÀÌ¾ß (To the real..) (ÁøÂ¥¸¦ À§ÇØ..) Chorus: Havoc Cause it's the real shit, shit to make em feel shit (hip-hop *echoes*) ÀÌ°Ç ´Ù ÁøÂ¥¾ß, ±×µéÀÇ ±âºÐÀ» Á¦´ë·Î ¸¸µé¾îÁÙ °Í (ÈüÇÕ) Lump em in the club shit, have you wildin out when you bump this Ŭ·´¿¡¼ ±×µé°ú ºÎµúÄ¡°í, ÀÌ À½¾ÇÀ» ƲÀ¸¸é ³Í °ÅÄ¥¾îÁö°í Drugs to your eardrum, the raw uncut °í¸·À» À§ÇÑ ¸¶¾à, ´Ùµë¾îÁöÁö ¾ÊÀº ³ë·¡ Have a nigga OD cause it's never enough ÃæºÐÇÏ°Ô ´À²¸ÁöÁø ¾ÊÀ¸´Ï ºÐ¸í °úµµÇÏ°Ô Åõ¿©ÇÏÁö Cause it's the real shit, shit to make em feel shit (the real) ÀÌ°Ç ´Ù ÁøÂ¥¾ß, ±×µéÀÇ ±âºÐÀ» Á¦´ë·Î ¸¸µé¾îÁÙ °Í (ÁøÂ¥) Lump em in the club shit, have you wildin out when you bump this Ŭ·´¿¡¼ ±×µé°ú ºÎµúÄ¡°í, ÀÌ À½¾ÇÀ» ƲÀ¸¸é ³Í °ÅÄ¥¾îÁö°í (hip-hop *echoes*) Drugs to your eardrum, the raw uncut (ÈüÇÕ) °í¸·À» À§ÇÑ ¸¶¾à, ´Ùµë¾îÁöÁö ¾ÊÀº ³ë·¡ Have a nigga OD cause it's never enough ÃæºÐÇÏ°Ô ´À²¸ÁöÁø ¾ÊÀ¸´Ï ºÐ¸í °úµµÇÏ°Ô Åõ¿©ÇÏÁö (the real... hip-hop *echoes*) (ÁøÂ¥.... ÈüÇÕ) |
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