Buckshot - Eye of the Scorpio lyrics

[Intro: Rock] Pardon us for the inconvenience Due to some unfortunate circumstances My black a** couldn't make to the first album You see, the punk a** police had my a** locked down While it was goin down Operation Lockdown is goin from the bottom to the top now All ya punk muthaf**as, how that sound? [Buckshot] It all started out, one night When I got the call from my n***a Rock Son, I need a Glock, it's twelve o'clock But, f** the hour, my n***a need fire power Callin the General, to the circle to supply the need Roll the weed, get high, let the smoke block my eye High degree, steady regulatin P.D.R Permanent Dick Ridin n***as get in your car Muthaf** them n***as that's playin the bar My n***as playin you close, you play my n***as far Superstar wit a gla** jaw, easily broke Hit, hit by the rubber grip, easily toke Got psyched motherf**er cause you saw my height Got rocked by my n***a Rock floored you right It's some sh** that's gon' happen, if it happen tonight Crossover n***as might see the crossover light [Rock] Oh, oh, oh, who want to test y'all The R.O.C.K.N.E Double S, yo I stress to ya before, you want beef, we only set war We'll be dressed like monks, lickin in front ya door wit four-fours I miss ya last time, I was locked up So flruck on ya punk a** coppers, hard rock n***as I got ya Me and B.D. we B.C.C., tell O.G.C., parle, this one's a freebie Fake g's please, I love you like it was your twelfth birthday Street sweeps like beast Tuesday and Thursday Sting ya like my sign do, I'ma Scorpio Ask your girl, she oughta know, I make her horny-o (talking) [Buckshot] Click, click, booyao! How you like us now Brook-lan, weed style, shorty wanna f** But she ain't see me in a while, but it's aight sh** I'm f**in anyway, you know what scorpion's like We like big a**es and freaks that's wit it The one's that never argue when it's time to hit it This little nappy headed b**h tried to stick me for a G Fake stripper, hit my pockets while she rided me sh** felt like a n***a want to cum in his pants Didn't know I had my gun in my pants Grabbed my sh**, gun on her thigh Looked in the eye, "Pa** me my money, so you're trick a** don't die" I ain't a playa, I ain't a pimp, you a thug-a-don Walk straight, while them n***as lift f** them fake pretty n***as, my name on blimps Poison in my tail leave them n***as hence (talking) [Rock] You seen my Boot Camp, now peep my Magnum Force, muthaf**as Dirtiest Players in the Game, ask your mother I f** her, dug her for a buck, and love the booty And she told me, exactly where to find you g Plus your girl Sleepin in my Bed like Dru Hill You know she messin wit my head to, what shoe fill We don't give a wiggy, what about your feelings and morals Don't like it, you can get a dick up in your oral So stop flauntin, you three wannabes want beef, why? Cuz the three chicks you punks want, want me Wit my bummy a**, you need to be shame That's cuz I'm straight up, and y'all run to much game And they love the fact that I'm skinny and hit like them cops be Combos have, even my foes screamin Rocky Rocky, Rocky, he's the greatest, you can't stop me You're copied, you come out, sloppy You're shocked g, about the f** up We beat that a** for fun, my whole crews Rude like Rick the Ravishin I ain't askin ya enough, and I'm comin thru blastin and snuffin Get clapped in the budgets, for actin and frontin So stop bluffin muthaf**as [Outro] See, that's the most high dimensional Muthaf**in mind of the scorpion God damn, float like a bu*terfly, sting like a scorpion Word up, muthaf**as