Ice-t Eye Of The Storm (featuring Buckshot Shorty) Lyrics

Eye Of The Storm (featuring Buckshot Shorty) Lyrics

(Intro: KAM)



Aiyyo this is Kam representin' Watts in Compton







(Buckshot Shorty)



Anything can happen



Don't stop, huh, ha, huh, uh, yeah, shit



(Buckshot, Ice-T)



Buckshot, he be the emcee



What, 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 stop



It be hot, y'all niggas is worthless in the money market



I'm buck you ain't worth shit, nigga what?



Think about it, shorty what you drivin' stoned by your daddy



Oops, you almost had me, geesed up until I saw the truth



And one day I see you standin' at a token booth



It was on a hot wet night, I think it was a Saturday



Right after that party that he lead out down the way



Gunshots spread - everyday, all day (fuck!)



D.T.'s rushed the party in 2K



Buck - The Beef be - fled the scene right before the cops



and the Swats came with the triple beam



Uh, shit is real you know how we do when the young niggas peel out



Don't squeal (*undecipherable*)







(Ice-T)



If you niggas don't know you should know by now



Ice got more game than the law allows



Straight up - the biggest baller in the industry



Went straight from pimpin' hoes on the NBC



Do you feel me? I dealed it, ace off the bottom



Hoe's got 'em, I'm the one you just can't fade



Rolex in the tenth grade, hair was laid



Everything I wore to school baby was tailor made



Shot dice in the bathroom on my knees



I'll roll across the break and break that ass with these



Start hittin' jewel-liks, re-investin' in ki's



Drop the top on the flo', let you feel the breeze







(Buckshot Shorty)



Trees make my eyes bleed I come from an ill breed



Thoroughbred born from a strong seed



Led by a bunch of individuals (Ali)



Uh, criminals to generals - this is like wow!



Look at how my brain ay blew you out the frames



twist of fate cause you say the same shit now



The Local Mobb Grill and let y'all niggas know I'm dead



I'm serious, somebody can get killed



Wait for the fire drill and when you start to smell the smoke



run nigga Buck ain't no joke I'll buck a shot at your zipped up coat



Chop the throat like a blow from Judo, nigga you know







(Ice-T)



Is it new year God? I'm comin' back mad-hard



Movin' harder than a convict with a shack in the yard



New Jacks wanna hear me rap beggin' for freestyle skills



I've served so many rappers I can make a land field fool



You've doubt for a mic dude, the Ice is a jewel



Fuck rules , I got more pool than a mule



Matter of fact, never comprehend the styles I sin



I've been breakin', annihilate fakes and tens



See I'm a nigga from the West Side cheered I peel libs



What prayin' that you do hill when I all ready did



Like your girl gotta admit she was a sexy bitch



But 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 bulls



We don't give a fuck if we have to pull, click, shit



Brooklyn niggas is known to rep-resent



Any nigga happened that's why I left



Niggas get strep-throats, throats get strepped



Get your shit taken then your shit is kept



Uh, shit in a step, if not got your back broke



Plus ya jaw tapped, snapped your 'Adams Ap'



It's just a fact that niggas ain't shit



Ain't shit like Egyptians, nigga trippin'



Beenie-eyed, never slippin', I'm grippin' the four-twenty



Motherfuck the bullshit talk - where the money?



Years ago, a friend of me ask me to start up a company



Duck Down's the name, rap music is the aim



Lyrically I bring the pain and lock the game with no padlock and chain



Some said that Buck went bust



But when I came out, I left 'em all in the dust



Look at your sound scam, original brown man



Makin' million everytime I drop a jam







(Ice-T)



Nigga duck, DJ drop the cut, huh



250 niggas throw they sets up



L.A. style, nigga what? (West Side!!)



If you've never seen it before they'll put a knot in your gut



Stand up, check your areas your group, your troops



These gang killers is real plus they, off the loot



Proceedin' to leave a nigga bleedin'



They love to fuck up in a frenzy, let fuckin' sharks feed me



Bitches 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 him



Probably in the Eye Of The Storm where the ill perform, perform, perform...