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Calm Before the Storm - Mixtape

by Grill Z

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Calm Before the Storm 06:20
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[Part I: What You Sayin'?] *soothing & calming ambience* Grill Z on the beat, let's go Listen, yeah Imma show you how to break it down If you trappin' on these, don't make a damn sound Trippin' in the nighttime, got the pills goin' all around But I said “I gotta bounce, I'm 'bout to go get some milk” “Gon' get some?” *breathes in* Screw it, man I just ball again Made another million off a trillion What this bitch talkin' 'bout? Get your information accurate I've been chillin' near the court side, before the storm begins, bitch If bitches copy my style, they'll be rollin' in candle pins But I know where i'm 'round, the nibbas ain't really, really wasn't havin' it And I am not having it, I am just spitting gibberish But I will exclude, when I flew in all this global I am okay, so I duck you out But she licked my nuts, and they think it's all for the motherfuckers and giggles Get him back, but he can't say anything, because he's forgetful Forgetful, forget- Did you see my-? my face? Wait a second, second, man *breathes in* But I got so much music Oh-oh, music Oh yeah, said we goin' over lucid Where was the gang? The rod will say where is the gang is The guns, you back it, back it up Back it up, i'm just kidding It’s so larky, aha (It’s so larky, aha) (Aha…) Okay Camel piss, you'll be rollin' in candle pins Imma piss in that camel piss, like it is medicine Mix it with the different versions (Bih', hello? Woo!) (Woo!) -Ello? (Woo!) Hi (Woo!) (Woo!) Hey Yeah, what you sayin'? What you sayin'? What you sayin'? What, you came in with a K9? Bitch, I be rollin' blunts up to the sky I ain't got no disrespect to you, but you've been messin' 'round with my crew And I don't think that's a really good think to do, I don't think that's a funny thing to do What you tryna do? What? (What? What? What?) Okay, I say I am stoned And y'all won't even know, because y'all don't know because y'all be lyin' with your nose like Pinocchio “What you talkin' 'bout?” I don't even know what you talkin' 'bout! Hoo! Hoo! We gotta go now [Part II: Calm Before the Storm] Up We're partying up We're partying up We're partying up We're partying up We're partying up We're partying up We're partying up We're partying- (If it's already time, i'll feel most forgetful Yo, she's bad) Now let me tell you what it is, and tell you what it ain't (Uh!) At this rate, we gon' have to make a complaint (Go!) I remember all the people that made me frustrate Because it's like when they get together, they are not in the gang, gang What you sayin'? People in NYC on the train “They can only miss” “Oh, man, you walkin' with a K9?” Oh yeah, he's walkin' with a K9, you motherfuckers, yeah Still wanna see you on the table (Table), what I already know (Know!) We can crack a few bottles through the highs and lows (High!) Get your bag, let's go We can make it happen, through the mountains ('Mount!) To the victim of the mapping, what they talkin' 'bout? uh I've seen the visions of the capping Now i'm walkin' out, man Growing up and tossing it out, what they on about? They're balling out, they're forking out They're walking out, though they talk out loud “What you talk about?” What you talk about?” Why you talkin' out loud? “Why you walkin' out?” Well, i'm blocking it out Well, you knocking it out? You cropping it out? We stop when we out I don't care what they say When they get so straight, I can never spit talk in the back of the town We live, one down With the block, one down With the backing down, we be stacking out When i'm peaking in the pocking, and the Pocking is there leaking out Ooh, bitch! I said i'm calm before the storm, 'cause what these bitches talkin' 'bout? They tryna make a war You thought you had so much power, like you were Thor But y'all don't even know the lore, you should go in like 4 I be wrecking all the records of you, got it? (“I'm celebratin' on you, boy Boy”) (Nibba, what you sayin'?) *breathes in* And I think you fall for it, I be calling for it You be dumb for it, I be exploring it I saw folklore, 'til we got the fourscore Yeah I shut the front door, this is a hot war I long for Make this my score What you wanna do? you should probably go to next door I got a lot of stuff that I pay for I could probably (restart all the progress) for all what you came for (For), wow You a wild man, what you tryna do? I be like on- I be on tug-of-war This is uncalled for Yeah…, man (Block skidding You a lub-lub-lub-luba Grrah! Grrah-grrah, boom! Man, what's up? Haha, ha, ha) It's Grill Z, you know? Grill Z on the beat, let's go
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Play Your Cards Right (feat. Real & Ruthless) 04:55
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Mub-ab ,ad-aB Mub-ab ,ad-aB Mub-ab ,ad-aB Mub-ab ,ad-aB Yeah, ooh (Ooh) I gotta stay high (High…) It's just like we fly, so high (Ooh) I gotta stay high *breathes in* I gotta stay high I gotta stay high (Ooh) *breathes slightly on mic* Oh no, oh no (Ooh, I) Ah! Said I found myself sitting in my bedroom, listening to all these songs I never, never knew (High) Some guy is tryna fight me, I ask him “What the fuck did I do?” (Yeah, high) Turn that “PRIDE.” on, i'm feeling like i'm 'bout to turn into a muse I don't know who the fuck are you, I don't know it's you (Yeah, high, man) Always in my (High) emails (Ooh), tryna make a fucking problem (Gotta stay high) But I don't got a problem, why you tryna make a problem? I just ain't about it, yeah I just feel so crowded, yeah I'm just addicted to the product, and you know that i'm about it I just came up with the money, and you know that i'm proud of it I just did it I just took that Fenty, and that fucking Prada Yeah, but let's dig deeper Yeah, yeah I got WATERFALLS OF TEARS, but i'll still blow up like a Creeper Yeah, nah, nah But we in this shit, so if you got a lot of blunts, would you let me hit? (Let's go!) I'm never talking on my mind, i'm always worried on the grind (I said) I be making all the hits, what the fuck you just said to me, you little shit? My little cousin ain't wanna talk, so I shoot 'em 'round the block And I hope he finds himself a-motherfucking-again 'Cause these are not just albums that I be making, this a motherfucking event Yeah, ooh I gotta stay high (High…) It's just like we fly, so high I gotta stay high *breathes in* I gotta stay high I gotta stay high Uh, uh I gotta stay high I gotta stay high (Yeah, yeah) (I gotta) I gotta stay high-high, high-high, high [Refrain: Real & Ruthless & Grill Z] You should come over here, and let me show you some things (Woo!) You should come over here, and let me show you some things (Squad) You should come over here, and let me show you some things (Dang!) I could make you bang I could make you bang I could make you bang, bang, bang, bang (Brrr-pa) (Let's go, let's go outside) (Let's go, let's go outside) (Let's go, let's go outside) (Let's go, let's go outside) (Let's go, let's go outside) (Let's go, let's go outside) (Let's go, let's go outside) (Let's go, let's go outside) (Let's go, let's go outside) (Let's go, let's go outside) (Let's go, let's go outside) (Let's go, let's go outside) (Let's go, let's go outside) (Let's go, let's go outside) (Let's go, let's go outside) (Let's go, let's go outside) Yeah, ooh (Let's go, let's go outside) (Let's go, let's go outside) (Let's go, let's go outside) (Let's go, let's go outside) (Let's go, let's go outside) I gotta stay high (Let's go, let's go outside) (Let's go, let's go outside) (Let's go, let's go-) (High…) It's just like we fly, so high I gotta stay high (Gotta stay…) *breathes in* I gotta stay high I gotta stay high Uh, uh I gotta stay high I gotta stay high I gotta stay high-high, high-high, high (High-high…) So play your cards right Yeah, oh-ooh-ooh (I'm runnin' for…) (I'm runnin' for…) Runnin' for life Yeah, i'm runnin' for life Yeah, i'm runnin' for life Yeah-yeah…-
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ENEMIES 02:49
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Oh yeah (Woo) Ayy, woo (Yeah) Oh, oh Oh yeah (Yeah, uh huh, yee!) Oh yeah, said (Uh!) Yee! Oh yeah (Montana, yee-haw) Who's that? Aha Who's that? (West side) west side (Go) (West side) the border? (Yeah) West side, west side (Yeah) South side, outside (Uh) Ayy, yee-yee! Yee!, yee! Grill Z on the beat, let's go Oh yeah (Woo) Ayy, woo (Yeah) Oh, oh Oh yeah (Yeah, uh huh, yee!) You motherfuckers trip, yeah Oh yeah, said (Uh!) Yee! Oh yeah (Montana, yee-haw) Who's that? Aha Who's that? (West side) west side (Go) (West side) the border? (Yeah) West side, west side (Yeah) South side, outside (Uh) Ayy, yee-yee! Yee!, yee! Yee! Yeah, okay Back off-off my baby If you talkin' shade, you get rabies, bitch Bitch, i'm not with the hating I just pulled up in a new Mercedes You can call my lady, I would rather get her rich (Rich!) I will stuff you in a ditch (Ditch!), you's a bitch, bitch R&B, drugs, put it in my lungs I got no love for Cameron, though, 'cause he just left us It's the same thing with Camden, though (No love) And when I graduated 6 Grade, I just threw that shit in the dust Do you know who to trust? You got shot by a white cop They'll watch you 'round the clock, best believe you got a Glock (Dough, what? I hear them outside The video? *coughing* Damn) I came in wit' a Glock, shot him 'round the block I got him within 1 shot (Pew, pew) Bitch, don't play with us (Yeah!) You got the tires off my mom's car? Bitch, you are done for Despite, I hate, I can see that you're hating (*coughing*) And you're stealing Uh! (Okay, this a new record Ayy, shoutout to Doja Cat) Enemies, enemies (Ha!) Enemies (Woo!)
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BAD LIAR 04:40
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Yeah, uh You're a bad liar, oh-oh-ooh (Liar, oh-oh-ooh…) Grill Z on the beat, let's go (Run, run, run) Run checks up in the club, yeah, we gettin' drunk All that up, uh- Why you always numb? Why you actin' like that? (What the fuck? Yeah-yeah) I said she tell me this, she tell me that But I can't know if i'm coming back, 'cause I don't know what she wants to do tonight (I'm bored Yeah-yeah-yeah, yeah) I am sick If that's not what you think, that is what i'm really am But you cannot know that 'Cause you think i'm just on medicine, when i'm really on crack I just took so many drugs, I can't feel my own back We just hit the store, yeah I came in wit' my dad (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh) Got all the fuckin' food And I think you should've known that (Yeah!) Bad liar, you's a bad fuckin' liar Bad liar, you should really retire from all this lying Why you act like that's your job? 'Cause you a fuckin' liar Now you's a fuckin' liar Fuckin', fuckin', fuckin' liar You's a fuckin' liar, fuckin' liars should retire Fuckin' lighter, burnin' all these tires Fuckin' liar You's a bad liar, bad liar Fuckin' bad liar, you's a bad fuckin' bad liar (Yeah!) Bad liar, you's a bad fuckin' liar Bad liar, you should really retire from all this lying Why you act like that's your job? 'Cause you a fuckin' liar Now you's a fuckin' liar Fuckin', fuckin', fuckin' liar You's a fuckin' liar, fuckin' liars should retire Fuckin' lighter, burnin' all these tires Fuckin' liar You's a bad liar, bad liar Fuckin' bad liar, you's a bad fuckin' bad liar Uh, imma take this shit slow (Slow!) Yeah, you got the money, but you got it in slowmo Actin' like we brag around here, you's a slow folk Yeah, like a slow poke, yeah Boutta hit the beach in New York City, got a girl showin' her- Bitty itty spider climbed up up the wall, and it weren't pretty, yeah I hit the gas in high speed, bad liars just shitty Yeah, nah, really They's a bad liar? Sheesh! Said i'm 'bout to hit the beat What the fuck was they talkin' 'bout? This ain't a white tee Why you wear a winter jacket when it's summer in the heat? Now i'm on the phone with my buddy Lee, we gon' eat, let's go! Order fuckin' Piezoni's, check my fuckin' bank account 'cause it get lonely, yeah-yeah Even when i'm sick, i'm still recording the hits You know we got it, you's a phoney What is next up on the podium? (Podium) I just went like with the Bowdian (Bowdian) Yeah, yeah We can wet it, wet it, ye- Y'all just wanna party (Yeah) Yeah, so motherfucking- Mother- get it, yeah She a party girl livin' inside a party world Yeah, yeah Head, it twirled Yeah, yeah She be pettin' all the squirrels Gettin' so loose with the girls Yeah, yeah With a girl Yeah (Yeah!) Bad liar, you's a bad fuckin' liar Bad liar, you should really retire from all this lying Why you act like that's your job? 'Cause you a fuckin' liar Now you's a fuckin' liar Fuckin', fuckin', fuckin' liar You's a fuckin' liar, fuckin' liars should retire Fuckin' lighter, burnin' all these tires Fuckin' liar You's a bad liar, bad liar Fuckin' bad liar, you's a bad fuckin' bad liar (Yeah!) Bad liar, you's a bad fuckin' liar Bad liar, you should really retire from all this lying Why you act like that's your job? 'Cause you a fuckin' liar Now you's a fuckin' liar Fuckin', fuckin', fuckin' liar You's a fuckin' liar, fuckin' liars should retire Fuckin' lighter, burnin' all these tires Fuckin' liar You's a bad liar, bad liar Fuckin' bad liar, you's a bad fuckin' bad liar Liar Bad liar (Liar), bad liar, bad liar (Liar) Bad liar (Liar), you's a bad fuckin' li- Fuckin' liar (Liar, liar…)
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24 (INTERLUDE) 03:47
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Blue Mountain Dew 04:12
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I said I hit the guns, what I say? (I said I hit the guns, no talk) (Slow walk, you’d never disagree with me) (Hit him wit' his crowbar) (*drinking Old Tyme Blue Pop*) (Ah) Ah Man, you already know I got that blue Mountain Dew strapped on me, let’s go (I- I-) I said I hit the guns, low talk Came in wit' a crowbar Blue Mountain Dew make a dog go “Bark, bark” I hit the gas, I had that lean And now we gotta park, park I got French orange soup, come and find me in the coupe We be chillin' in the crew, that’s why we really makin' news Yeah, gang got that blue Mountain Dew (Ah, I said that I’m) Finna hit that (That) Mountain Dew It’s blue, ya know? (*mimicking eating*) (I- I-) I said I hit the guns, low talk Came in wit' a crowbar Blue Mountain Dew make a dog go “Bark, bark” I hit the gas, I had that lean And now we gotta park, park I got French orange soup, come and find me in the coupe We be chillin' in the crew, that’s why we really makin' news Yeah, gang got that blue Mountain Dew (Ah, I said that I’m) (Ah) Finna hit that (That, ooh-ooh) Mountain Dew It’s blue, ya know? (*mimicking eating*) [Break: LP Giobbi] This is mines (Mines) Ooh, this is mines (Mines) This is mines (Mines) Ooh, this is mi- (Mi-) This is mines (Mines) Ooh, this is mines (Mines) This is mines (Mines) Ooh, this is mines (Mines) Yeah When I drop, the block too hot Yeah, yeah Stop playin' when you come around here, you’ll get your shoes took Did you know that I just said that? That’s really (Yeah) understood Pay it back? payback, dude (*drinking Old Tyme Blue Pop*) You know it’s loaded, strapped on me It’s like blue Mountain Dew Grill Z gon' cook it up Music man cookin' in the clab, huh? I said I hit the guns, low talk Came in wit' a crowbar Blue Mountain Dew make a dog go “Bark, bark” I hit the gas, I had that lean And now we gotta park, park I got French orange soup, come and find me in the coupe We be chillin' in the crew, that’s why we really makin' news Yeah, gang got that blue Mountain Dew (Ah, I said that I’m) Finna hit that (That) Mountain Dew It’s blue, ya know? (*mimicking eating*) Ya! Alright, it’s Grill Z cookin' up another hit Peace! We out Ahaha, ahaha, ahaha, ahaha, ahaha… Grill Z gon' cook it up Music man cookin' in the clab, huh? (Huh?) Got that blue Mountain Dew, that blue Mountain Dew Facts! (Huh?)
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Ice 03:35
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*gun firing* (Ah) (Man, y'all motherfuckers gotta stop playin' wit' it, man) Grill Z on the beat, let's go Project X Ah, yeah-yeah, ah, yay I'm rockin' my electric chains, I don't give a fuck what you all say Ah, yeah-yeah, ah, yay Ice, we got it My henny, my coke, and my water Know little bitches, they ain't play at the spot, ah (Grrah) Now you get spotted Motherfucker came wit' a riot, came wit' a riot Oh, you came with the pipe? DD came with the pipe Aight, aight Know little motherfuckers goin' south, but i'm goin' west now What you fuckin'-fuckin' sound like? Catch some fame, ya (Yeah!) And I still know that we goin' insane, ya I'm rockin' my electric chains, I don't give a fuck what you gotta say Just know we didn't come to play, when we come around your place all day Like, what you gotta say? This ain't no play date Motherfucker, you think you was safe? Oh no Well, here comes Grill Z wit' da blade Ha Said i'm walkin' around wit' my chains, and I run with the rage Ice, ice, ice, ice Ice, ice, ice, ice (Rage!) Ice, ice, ice, ice Ice, ice, ice, ice (Rage!) Ice, ice, ice, ice Ice, ice, ice, ice (Rage!) Ice, ice, ice, ice Ice, ice (Rage!) Man, I wanna see if you can Clap, clap, clap, clap (Ayy) Clap, clap, clap, clap (Boy) Clap, clap, clap, clap (What you sayin'?) Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt (Like, grrah) What?, what?, what?, what? (Like, what?) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (He doesn't even know now) Where is you going? Aha, aha Where is you going? I said what you doing? (Uh, alright, let's go, ayy) Okay Droppin' this bitch, and I'm goin' really crazy I don't give a fuck you say, put a little Percocet in it Haha, and they said I was crazy Haha, well, you just like a lazy, uh (Woo!) I just wanna lay you up, I might have to fuck that up Send me your pin, girl, say what's up Pop in a foreign (Swervin'), i'm swervin' it up We could be up at 7 AM, rollin' a blunt, as long as you don't tell your friends what I want Ha, and don't tell our friends we are, 'cause we gonna spin the block (And best believe, we be takin' shots, but not shots) (Ba! ba-ba!) Ha! ba-ba! Ice, we got it My henny, my coke, and my water Know little bitches, they ain't play at the spot, ah Now you get spotted Motherfucker came wit' a riot, came wit' a riot Oh, you came with the pipe? DD came with the pipe Aight, aight Know little motherfuckers goin' south, but i'm goin' west now What you fuckin'-fuckin'-? (We could be up at 7 AM, rollin' a blunt) Ice, we got it My henny, my coke, and my water Know little bitches, they ain't play at the spot, ah (Grrah) Now you get spotted Motherfucker came wit' a riot, came wit' a riot Oh, you came with the pipe? DD came with the pipe Aight, aight Know little motherfuckers goin' south, but i'm goin' west now What you fuckin'-fuckin' sound like? Catch some fame, ya (Yeah!) And I still know that we goin' insane, ya I'm rockin' my electric chains, I don't give a fuck what you gotta say Just know we didn't come to play, when we come around your place all day Like, what you gotta say? This ain't no play date Motherfucker, you think you was safe? Oh no Well, here comes Grill Z wit' da blade Ha Said i'm walkin' around wit' my chains, and I run with the rage Ice, ice, ice, ice Ice, ice, ice, ice (Rage!) Ice, ice, ice, ice Ice, ice, ice, ice (Rage!) Ice, ice, ice, ice Ice, ice, ice, ice (Rage!) Ice, ice, ice, ice Ice, ice (Rage!) Ice!
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Track #08 Skit 03:06
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Galaxy Freestyle 02:48
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Galaxy Oh, Galaxy He's a cat And he does whatever he wants, yeah, you know dat I be eatin' tacos If I have to walk around with my Nina, then we got problems I said I'm screaming “17” If you don't like the girl, you just hop on him But we gon' pop on 'em, when I drop this on them And I'm still screaming “17” 7 at least, you know the charts, we gon' chart on them Galaxy Oh, Galaxy He's a cat And he does whatever he wants, yeah, you know dat Galaxy Oh, Galaxy He's a cat And he does whatever he wants, yeah, you know dat Galaxy Oh, Galaxy He's a cat And he does whatever he wants, yeah, you know dat Galaxy Oh, Galaxy He's a cat And he does whatever he wants, yeah, you know dat Galaxy Oh, Galaxy He's a cat And he does whatever he wants, yeah, you know dat
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The Storm (feat. J Phraze) 07:13
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[Part I: That Sick!?] Yeah Yeah, mmh Yeah Yeah, mmh Yeah Yeah, mmh What? Yeah Whole lotta- Whole lotta- Whole lotta gang A whole lotta gang A whole lotta- What? What? What? What? *clapping* Whole lotta- Whole lotta- Whole lotta gang A whole lotta gang A whole lotta- What? What? What? What? *clapping* I've been wearing Cartia, mix Balenciaga Go Pump, 'til it multiply (Bitch, what is you doing? Opp, opp, opp, opp S-stop doing that And it go kink, go kink) Got top in the town Where he at? What? What? Yeah! [Pre-Chorus: J Phraze] Uh! Yeah, that sick Keep it nasty, get paid, 'cause I be about the chips Uh! Yeah, that sick Keep it nasty, get paid, 'cause I be about the chips [Chorus: J Phraze] Uh! Yeah, that sick Keep it nasty, get paid, 'cause I be about the chips Uh! Yeah, that sick Keep it nasty, get paid, 'cause I be about the chips Uh! Yeah, that sick Keep it nasty, get paid, 'cause I be about the chips Uh! Yeah, that sick Keep it nasty, get paid, 'cause I- It took me some time But I know I had to do what I had to do To make you mine And that's the truth, bitch Ha, what? Said I hop on this bitch, goin' crazy You wanna leave, i'm asking “Why you is shady?” I can't wait all day, I really gotta wait? I'm taking these drugs, and i'm losing the weight 1, 2, 5, throwin' punches in the face If we got a problem, we can take it to the bay What you wearin' today? Yeah, uh Makin' my face in array, hopin' that I can change But it's before the storm begins, i'm being calm today So I gotta wait? You wanna make it a date, I said “Wait” Wait, wait, what are you doin'? Stop tryin' hard, summer days aren't even off What? What? We goin' to the west, and we goin' through the border What are you sayin'? What, a pill when it's 10 a clock? Is it really that the reason you in war? I was picking up my phone, with a reason: love I'll take it You, got a little bit side eye from you Were you cheating on me? I got light in my eyes, you is breathin' on me You came to me, aha Aha… You bitch! You… came to me And I said “Hello” (Uh!) Woah-woah Woah-woah Woah-woah Ooh-ooh (Before the storm begins, imma sit here and be calm) Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh Ooh, yeah-yeah Oh-oh, oh yeah, yeah (Yeah!) (Yeah!) Hoo! (Yeah!) (Before the storm begins, imma sit here and be calm) Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh No (Yeah) (Yeah) I know you came, thinkin' I was drunk But this is gold bondin' Ultimate cream For me, let's go! Let's go Yeah, yeah Yeah I said i'm calm before the (What?) storm, let's go (What?) What? Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh Oh, you know, you know I tried, I tried my best You cannot stress about this I waited for hours, for hours You know the storm was gonna come eventually (*record crackling*) You cannot blame me Baby, no I- I, I, I… Hmm, uh… *rain ambience* *train ambience* *choir singing in restaurant* *birds chirping* [Part II: The Storm] Oh-oh, oh We tried, we tried to fight the storm But it just kept coming at us (*record crackling*) And now i'm snoring We soarin' Yeah-yeah… You, why are you complainin'? *breathes in* Don't you know that it's rain-in-in'? (My thoughts) Yeah I'm sorry I don’t know how to end off this album really well I know it's just a mixtape, so hopefully y'all will be ready for the next album And that's how (*record crackling*) the story was, we were just calm before the storm…

about

Calm Before the Storm is Grill Z's fourth solo mixtape, a precursor to his upcoming album “WATERFALLS OF TEARS” (which has been teased since summer 2022).
It would be his 7 solo mixtape, but his compilation album “Mystery X3” holds 3 mixtapes with titles to be known a mystery.

Behind the album:
“All of these songs I made during a tough time; I was sick, missing school, felt depressed, just all of that. What the title means, is well… I’m being calm before the storm of bad things are happening, I’m trying to keep my head up through all of the madness and stress, connecting with myself and trying to keep myself focused on the things that matter most.”
“Behind all of the added stuff on the cover is a photo I took in 2021; raindrops on my dad's car. I took it because to me, I thought it would fit a good album cover, and around that time I was experimenting with music a lot. And also, we were parked in front of the ArmorStudios house during the photoshoot of that artwork.” - Grill Z on October 1, 2023.

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released October 9, 2023

Artwork: Grill Z
Label / Releaser: ArmorStudios
© 2023 ArmorStudios / ℗ 2023 ArmorStudios
Licensing: The MLC
Performer: Grill Z
Composer, Lyricist, Writer, Producer: Grill Z
Vocals: Grill Z
Recording Engineer: Grill Z (at: ArmorStudios & Grill Z's Mom's House)
Mixing Engineer: Grill Z (at: ArmorStudios & Grill Z's Mom's House)
Mastering Engineer: Grill Z (at: ArmorStudios & Grill Z's Mom's House)

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