Temperature's Rising by Mobb Deep (Ft. Crystal Nicole)
Temperature's Rising by Mobb Deep (Ft. Crystal Nicole)

Temperature’s Rising

Mobb Deep & Crystal Nicole * Track #7 On The Infamous

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Temperature's Rising by Mobb Deep (Ft. Crystal Nicole)

Release Date
Tue Apr 25 1995
Performed by
Mobb DeepCrystal Nicole
Produced by
Havoc & Q-Tip
Writed by
Havoc & Prodigy of Mobb Deep & Q-Tip & Freddie Washington & Patrice Rushen
About

Prodigy:‘Temperature’s Rising’ is a song that happened when Hav’s brother [Killa Black] had went through a little murder situation and he was on the run from the police. The Ds caught him and when we found out about it, we were on our way to the studio, so we decided to make the song about what was...

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Temperature’s Rising Lyrics

[Intro: Havoc]
Yeah
Uh-huh, no doubt, son
Word up

[Verse 1: Havoc]
What up, son? I heard they got you on the run for a body
Now it's time to stash the guns
They probably got the phones tapped, so I won't speak long
Gimme a hot second, and I'ma put you on
It's all messed up, somebody snitchin' on the crew
And word is on the street is they got pictures of you
Homicide came to the crib last night, six deep
Askin' on your whereabouts and where d'you sleep
They said they just wanna question you, but me and you know
That once they catch you, all they do is just arrest you
Then arraign you, hang you, I don't think so
It's a good thing you bounced for now, just stay low
Once in a blue, I check to see how you're doin'
I know you need loot, so I send it through Western Union
They'd probably knock down the door
In the middle of the night, sometimes around four
Hopin' to find who they lookin' for, but they won't succeed
All they gonna find is mad empty bags of weed
But word, son, you got the projects hotter than hell
Harder for brothers to get they thug on, but oh, well
Son, they know too much, even the hoodrat chicks
"Oh, you heard who did what?" — No, I don't know who did shit!
So stop askin', and I know I'm not goin' crazy
From windows, I see lights flashin' and maybe
Somebody's takin' pictures, you know who that be
Police lovers, and neighborhood snitches
They put up a G, so everybody's pointin' fingers, and lyin'
A-yo, son! The temp is risin'

[Chorus: Crystal Johnson]
The temperature's risin', no, there's nothin' surprisin'
The temperature's risin', huh, and ain't nothin' surprisin'
The temperature's risin', huh, and ain't nothin' surprisin'
The temperature's risin' (There's nothin' surprisin')

[Verse 2: Prodigy]
What up, black? Hold your head wherever you at
On the flow from the cops with wings on your back
That snitch nigga gave police your location
We'll chop his body up in six degrees of separation
Killa, listen, shit ain't the same without you at home
Phony niggas walk around, tryna be your clone
They really fear you, when you was at home, they was pale
That's why they wanna see you either dead or in jail
By the time you hear this rhyme, you'll probably be locked up
Tried to hide, somewhere along the lines, your plans slipped up
Got caught up in a crime that you can't take back
Reminiscin' how I used to pick you up in the Ac'
Years ago, when we was younger
Seemed the hood took us under very deep
Wonderin' who snitchin' got me losin lots of sleep at night
You know my mouth is tight
I never sang to the cops 'cause that shit ain't right!
Sometimes, I stroll past the scene of the crime and backtrack
Damn! Why the situation go down like that?
It'll be a long time before the heat dies down
And a couple of years 'fore we see you around
But 'til then, maintain and keep your story the same
The cops is grabbin' wrong niggas, lookin' for someone to blame
They harassin', strugglin' to find the truth
There's a chance ya case'll get thrown out 'cause they ain't got no proof
To say you're guilty, your fingerprints filthy
Deliver me the gun, I'll tie it to a brick and throw it in the river
Make sure it sinks to the bottom
Outsmart police, snuck you out the projects, we got 'em!
But still.. (But still.., but still..)

[Chorus: Crystal Johnson]
The temperature's risin', no, there's nothin' surprisin' (Oh)
The temperature's risin', and ain't nothin' surprisin' (Yeah)
The temperature's risin', and ain't nothin' surprisin'
(Temperature's risin', uh)
The temperature's risin', and ain't nothin' surprisin' (Oh, oh)
The temperature's risin', and ain't nothin' surprisin'
The temperature's risin', and ain't nothin' surprisin' (Oh, risin')
The temperature's risin', and ain't nothin' surprisin' (Risin', yeah)
The temperature's risin', and ain't nothin' surprisin' (Ain't nothin' ain't risin')

[Outro: Crystal Johnson]
Surprisin', surprisin', surprisin'
Surprisin', surprisin' (No, no, no, woah)
Surprisin', surprisin', surprisin'
Surprisin', surprisin' (Temperature's rising)
Surprisin', surprisin', surprisin' (No, no, somethin' risin', baby)
Surprisin', surprisin' (Oh, oh, woah, oh, oh)
Surprisin', surprisin' (Oh, woah, oh)
Risin' to the top, risin', risin'
Temperature's, temperature's risin'
The temperature, the temperature's risin'

Temperature’s Rising Q&A

Who wrote Temperature’s Rising's ?

Temperature’s Rising was written by Havoc & Prodigy of Mobb Deep & Q-Tip & Freddie Washington & Patrice Rushen.

Who produced Temperature’s Rising's ?

Temperature’s Rising was produced by Havoc & Q-Tip.

When did Mobb Deep release Temperature’s Rising?

Mobb Deep released Temperature’s Rising on Tue Apr 25 1995.

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