Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Art of Storytellin, Pt. 4 , by - DJ Drama. Release date: 03.12.2007
Song language: English
The Art of Storytellin, Pt. 4 |
| So I’m watchin' her fine ass, walk to my bedroom |
| And thought to myself «that's the shape of things to come» |
| She said, «Why in the club, you don’t make it precipitate? |
| You know, make it rain when you can make it thunderstorm?» |
| I’m like, «Why?» |
| The world needs sun, the hood needs funds |
| There’s a war goin' on and half the battle is guns |
| How dare I throw it on the floor |
| When people are poor |
| So I write like Edgar Allen to restore, got a cord |
| Umbilical attached to a place I can’t afford |
| No landscaping, or window draping |
| This old lady told me, if I ain’t got nothin' good, say nathan |
| That’s why I don’t talk much |
| I swear it don’t cost much to pay attention to me |
| I tell like it is, then I tell it how it could be |
| The hood be |
| Requesting my services oh don’t get nervous it’s |
| Step yo game up time, these ain’t them same old rhymes |
| Designed to have you dancin' in some club |
| Niggas ride to me, women be off in they tub |
| Ex-foliating with they poms-poms, yelling, «Go, 3000!» |
| I’m in my whatever bumpin' N.W.A, a hunnid miles and |
| Runnin' Runnin' Runnin' Runnin' |
| Summon, woman, come in |
| Sit down, heard you need some plumbin' |
| Done in, I’m in a swell mood |
| Or rather swole mood |
| Until she told me that she told dude |
| That she’ll be back, she’s going to the store |
| I didn’t know she had a boyfriend, so the door |
| I pointed her to |
| I said, «Call me when y’all break up» |
| «I don’t fuck nobody, bitch, and never owned a Jacob,» |
| Know what time it is |
| Nigga just tryin' to live like a nigga supposed to live |
| If I still drank that malt liquor, I’d pour the beer |
| On the ground for niggas not around; |
| I started off starvin', now they got me out here Brett Favre’n |
| Tryna' see if I still got it… (got it…) |
| I guess it’s like a bike, think about it… (Uh uh oh no) |
| Oh-oh-oh no |
| Oh-oh-oh |
| Nothin' gonna stop us now, you can’t stop us |
| Whatcha gonna do right now? |
| You can’t run |
| We the boss in here, we floss this shit cause |
| Ain’t nobody doin' it like we do, oh no |
| Nothin' gonna stop us now, you can’t stop us |
| Whatcha gonna do right now? |
| You can’t run |
| We the boss in here, we floss this shit cause |
| Ain’t nobody doin' it like we do, oh no |
| Oh-oh-oh no, oh no |
| Oh-oh-oh no, oh no |
| Oh-oh-oh no, oh no |
| They can’t stop us |
| Oh-oh-oh no |
| So I peep this bitch in V.I.P., I used to clip like Rob the barber |
| It seems she couldn’t shape up, cupcake her, I didn’t bother |
| She’s a follower a hell of a swallower, not a leader |
| Got a first, second, third, and fourth string, I didn’t need her |
| I didn’t mean to treat her like she was the main feature |
| Presentation, heard ya’s a traitor to the situation |
| More like a hassle because she had no keys to the castle |
| The queen sits on the throne |
| While this ho ride down Old National (Zoom) |
| Go head' ho, beat ya feet |
| Dr-dr-drop down and get yo eagle on freak |
| We ever-so-discreet with this meet |
| Got a whole lot to lose if paparazzi |
| Ever shot or shoot we, meaning me and you |
| Us together in the lens |
| My ends would be gone just like some «Dro in the Wind» |
| Told da ho you gonna win sho' 'nuff we gon' pretend |
| To the land of make believe, now come on and hit this Hen… |
| Taking shots to the neck |
| Now that’s love in ya mou-outh |
| Now we’re affiliates so don’t give me the Gangsta Grill |
| No Drama it makes no sense |
| I got a mean ass backhand and a (Cannon) that don’t miss |
| Bitch! |
| Nothin' gonna stop us now, you can’t stop us |
| Whatcha gonna do right now? |
| You can’t run |
| We the boss in here, we floss this shit cause |
| Ain’t nobody doin' it like we do, oh no |
| Nothin' gonna stop us now, you can’t stop us |
| Whatcha gonna do right now? |
| You can’t run |
| We the boss in here, we floss this shit cause |
| Ain’t nobody doin' it like we do, oh no |
| Oh-oh-oh no, oh no |
| Oh-oh-oh no, oh no |
| Oh-oh-oh no, oh no |
| They can’t stop us |
| Oh-oh-oh no |
| I realized recently |
| That I was born for this position |
| I took the fall for Hip-Hop |
| And I stand in front of you stronger than ever |
| Watch what come next! |
| Finally a nigga |
| DJ the fuckin' Drama (Oh-oh-oh no) |
| AMG (Oh-oh-oh no) |
| Nothin' can take me out my zone! |
| (Oh-oh-oh) |
| Nothin' gonna stop us now, you can’t stop us |
| Whatcha gonna do right now? |
| You can’t run |
| We the boss in here, we floss this shit cause |
| Ain’t nobody doin' it like we do, oh no |
| Nothin' gonna stop us now, you can’t stop us |
| Whatcha gonna do right now? |
| You can’t run |
| We the boss in here, we floss this shit cause |
| Ain’t nobody doin' it like we do, oh no |
| Oh-oh-oh no, oh no |
| Oh-oh-oh no, oh no |
| Oh-oh-oh no, oh no |
| They can’t stop us |
| Oh-oh-oh no |