Текст песни: Ice-T - Eye Of The Storm (featuring Buckshot Sho








(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...

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(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...

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