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Ice-T f Buckshot Shorty

Eye of the Storm

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(Intro: KAM)Aiyyo this is Kam representin` Watts in Compton(Buckshot Shorty)Anything can happenDon`t stop, huh, ha, huh, uh, yeah, shit(Buckshot, Ice-T)Buckshot, he be the emceeWhat, watch your step(Buckshot Shorty)Can I hear it for Buckshot? (Buckshot)Buck`s hot, spell it and yell it but the shit don`t stopIt be hot, y`all niggas is worthless in the money marketI`m buck you ain`t worth shit, nigga what?Think about it, shorty what you drivin` stoned by your daddyOops, you almost had me, geesed up until I saw the truthAnd one day I see you standin` at a token boothIt was on a hot wet night, I think it was a SaturdayRight after that party that he lead out down the wayGunshots spread - everyday, all day (fuck!)D.T.`s rushed the party in 2KBuck - The Beef be - fled the scene right before the copsand the Swats came with the triple beamUh, shit is real you know how we do when the young niggas peel outDon`t squeal (*undecipherable*)(Ice-T)If you niggas don`t know you should know by nowIce got more game than the law allowsStraight up - the biggest baller in the industryWent straight from pimpin` hoes on the NBCDo you feel me? I dealed it, ace off the bottomHoe`s got `em, I`m the one you just can`t fadeRolex in the tenth grade, hair was laidEverything I wore to school baby was tailor madeShot dice in the bathroom on my kneesI`ll roll across the break and break that ass with theseStart hittin` jewel-liks, re-investin` in ki`sDrop the top on the flo`, let you feel the breeze(Buckshot Shorty)Trees make my eyes bleed I come from an ill breedThoroughbred born from a strong seedLed by a bunch of individuals (Ali)Uh, criminals to generals - this is like wow!Look at how my brain ay blew you out the framestwist of fate cause you say the same shit nowThe Local Mobb Grill and let y`all niggas know I`m deadI`m serious, somebody can get killedWait for the fire drill and when you start to smell the smokerun nigga Buck ain`t no joke I`ll buck a shot at your zipped up coatChop the throat like a blow from Judo, nigga you know(Ice-T)Is it new year God? I`m comin` back mad-hardMovin` harder than a convict with a shack in the yardNew Jacks wanna hear me rap beggin` for freestyle skillsI`ve served so many rappers I can make a land field foolYou`ve doubt for a mic dude, the Ice is a jewelFuck rules , I got more pool than a muleMatter of fact, never comprehend the styles I sinI`ve been breakin`, annihilate fakes and tensSee I`m a nigga from the West Side cheered I peel libsWhat prayin` that you do hill when I all ready didLike your girl gotta admit she was a sexy bitchBut I hit it with the Gin so my nuts don`t itch(Whta, what, what?)(Buckshot Shorty)Buck`s got ya locked, body drawn like pit bullsWe don`t give a fuck if we have to pull, click, shitBrooklyn niggas is known to rep-resentAny nigga happened that`s why I leftNiggas get strep-throats, throats get streppedGet your shit taken then your shit is keptUh, shit in a step, if not got your back brokePlus ya jaw tapped, snapped your `Adams Ap`It`s just a fact that niggas ain`t shitAin`t shit like Egyptians, nigga trippin`Beenie-eyed, never slippin`, I`m grippin` the four-twentyMotherfuck the bullshit talk - where the money?Years ago, a friend of me ask me to start up a companyDuck Down`s the name, rap music is the aimLyrically I bring the pain and lock the game with no padlock and chainSome said that Buck went bustBut when I came out, I left `em all in the dustLook at your sound scam, original brown manMakin` million everytime I drop a jam(Ice-T)Nigga duck, DJ drop the cut, huh250 niggas throw they sets upL.A. style, nigga what? (West Side!!)If you`ve never seen it before they`ll put a knot in your gutStand up, check your areas your group, your troopsThese gang killers is real plus they, off the lootProceedin` to leave a nigga bleedin`They love to fuck up in a frenzy, let fuckin` sharks feed meBitches start screamin` and stampedin`Thank God it`s evening, I didn`t leave the burner in the B.M.Where my nigga Buck, nobody seen himProbably in the Eye Of The Storm where the ill perform, perform, perform...

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