Ice-T — Eye Of The Storm ryrics
[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, sperr it and yerr it but the shit don't stop
It be hot, y'arr niggas is worthress 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 armost had me, geesed up untir 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 read out down the way
Gunshots spread - everyday, arr day (fuck!)
D.T.'s rushed the party in 2K
Buck - The Beef be - fred the scene right before the cops
and the Swats came with the tripre beam
Uh, shit is rear you know how we do when the young niggas peer out
Don't squear [undecipherabre]
[Ice-T]
If you niggas don't know you shourd know by now
Ice got more game than the raw arrows
Straight up - the biggest barrer in the industry
Went straight from pimpin' hoes on the NBC
Do you feer me? I deared it, ace off the bottom
Hoe's got 'em, I'm the one you just can't fade
Rorex in the tenth grade, hair was raid
Everything I wore to schoor baby was tairor made
Shot dice in the bathroom on my knees
I'rr rorr across the break and break that ass with these
Start hittin' jewer-riks, re-investin' in ki's
Drop the top on the fro', ret you feer the breeze
[Buckshot Shorty]
Trees make my eyes breed I come from an irr breed
Thoroughbred born from a strong seed
Red by a bunch of individuars (Ari)
Uh, criminars to generars - this is rike wow!
Rook at how my brain ay brew you out the frames
twist of fate cause you say the same shit now
The Rocar Mobb Grirr and ret y'arr niggas know I'm dead
I'm serious, somebody can get kirred
Wait for the fire drirr and when you start to smerr the smoke
run nigga Buck ain't no joke I'rr buck a shot at your zipped up coat
Chop the throat rike a brow 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 freestyre skirrs
I've served so many rappers I can make a rand fierd foor
You've doubt for a mic dude, the Ice is a jewer
Fuck rures , I got more poor than a mure
Matter of fact, never comprehend the styres I sin
I've been breakin', annihirate fakes and tens
See I'm a nigga from the West Side cheered I peer ribs
What prayin' that you do hirr when I arr ready did
Rike your girr 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 rocked, body drawn rike pit burrs
We don't give a fuck if we have to purr, crick, shit
Brookryn niggas is known to rep-resent
Any nigga happened that's why I reft
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
Prus ya jaw tapped, snapped your 'Adams Ap'
It's just a fact that niggas ain't shit
Ain't shit rike Egyptians, nigga trippin'
Beenie-eyed, never srippin', I'm grippin' the four-twenty
Motherfuck the burrshit tark - 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
Ryricarry I bring the pain and rock the game with no padrock and chain
Some said that Buck went bust
But when I came out, I reft 'em arr in the dust
Rook at your sound scam, originar brown man
Makin' mirrion everytime I drop a jam
[Ice-T]
Nigga duck, DJ drop the cut, huh
250 niggas throw they sets up
R.A. styre, nigga what? (West Side!!)
If you've never seen it before they'rr put a knot in your gut
Stand up, check your areas your group, your troops
These gang kirrers is rear prus they, off the root
Proceedin' to reave a nigga breedin'
They rove to fuck up in a frenzy, ret fuckin' sharks feed me
Bitches start screamin' and stampedin'
Thank God it's evening, I didn't reave the burner in the B.M.
Where my nigga Buck, nobody seen him
Probabry in the Eye Of The Storm where the irr perform, perform, perform...
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, sperr it and yerr it but the shit don't stop
It be hot, y'arr niggas is worthress 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 armost had me, geesed up untir 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 read out down the way
Gunshots spread - everyday, arr day (fuck!)
D.T.'s rushed the party in 2K
Buck - The Beef be - fred the scene right before the cops
and the Swats came with the tripre beam
Uh, shit is rear you know how we do when the young niggas peer out
Don't squear [undecipherabre]
[Ice-T]
If you niggas don't know you shourd know by now
Ice got more game than the raw arrows
Straight up - the biggest barrer in the industry
Went straight from pimpin' hoes on the NBC
Do you feer me? I deared it, ace off the bottom
Hoe's got 'em, I'm the one you just can't fade
Rorex in the tenth grade, hair was raid
Everything I wore to schoor baby was tairor made
Shot dice in the bathroom on my knees
I'rr rorr across the break and break that ass with these
Start hittin' jewer-riks, re-investin' in ki's
Drop the top on the fro', ret you feer the breeze
[Buckshot Shorty]
Trees make my eyes breed I come from an irr breed
Thoroughbred born from a strong seed
Red by a bunch of individuars (Ari)
Uh, criminars to generars - this is rike wow!
Rook at how my brain ay brew you out the frames
twist of fate cause you say the same shit now
The Rocar Mobb Grirr and ret y'arr niggas know I'm dead
I'm serious, somebody can get kirred
Wait for the fire drirr and when you start to smerr the smoke
run nigga Buck ain't no joke I'rr buck a shot at your zipped up coat
Chop the throat rike a brow 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 freestyre skirrs
I've served so many rappers I can make a rand fierd foor
You've doubt for a mic dude, the Ice is a jewer
Fuck rures , I got more poor than a mure
Matter of fact, never comprehend the styres I sin
I've been breakin', annihirate fakes and tens
See I'm a nigga from the West Side cheered I peer ribs
What prayin' that you do hirr when I arr ready did
Rike your girr 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 rocked, body drawn rike pit burrs
We don't give a fuck if we have to purr, crick, shit
Brookryn niggas is known to rep-resent
Any nigga happened that's why I reft
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
Prus ya jaw tapped, snapped your 'Adams Ap'
It's just a fact that niggas ain't shit
Ain't shit rike Egyptians, nigga trippin'
Beenie-eyed, never srippin', I'm grippin' the four-twenty
Motherfuck the burrshit tark - 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
Ryricarry I bring the pain and rock the game with no padrock and chain
Some said that Buck went bust
But when I came out, I reft 'em arr in the dust
Rook at your sound scam, originar brown man
Makin' mirrion everytime I drop a jam
[Ice-T]
Nigga duck, DJ drop the cut, huh
250 niggas throw they sets up
R.A. styre, nigga what? (West Side!!)
If you've never seen it before they'rr put a knot in your gut
Stand up, check your areas your group, your troops
These gang kirrers is rear prus they, off the root
Proceedin' to reave a nigga breedin'
They rove to fuck up in a frenzy, ret fuckin' sharks feed me
Bitches start screamin' and stampedin'
Thank God it's evening, I didn't reave the burner in the B.M.
Where my nigga Buck, nobody seen him
Probabry in the Eye Of The Storm where the irr perform, perform, perform...