Scaramanga - Seven Eyes Seven Horns lyrics

(Scholar Wise) Scaramanga...Scholar Wise.... Wise as serpents...harmless as a dove...I show the force to bury masters Chorus (Scholar Wise) Seven Eyes Seven Horns 4x Verse 1: (Scaramanga) Maximum ice, slick ridiculous, permits no warrants Up to date garments enormous Flossin' the trimecka Upstairs from the inspector Perfect intellect collector Ressurect the early Eighties when Sun reflect With the shiny rope, fascinating grill Chill on the hill, push crill Dollar bill earner with the burner Pull a long-legged broad at Vanderbilts like Tina Turner A scene of murder, schemes you never heard of Word up, relax, remember the facts of life Knifes and bats, gats and chain cutters Box cutters, bu*ter leather Gooses exclusive Windbreaker Laker, jealousy will get your outfit ruined Lay up in VA and relay back to NA With mad clout flyin' South of the border Blessed like Holy Water A quarter of what I made back Another stack, you get tackled like a Carolina Line backer In this time of fine actors Real n***as react or decline spines with the Nine spade Invade, terrifically jet with fifty Gs less Say it specifically, my logo reflect your new shield On the playing field, this is the deal Son Chorus Verse 2: (Scaramanga) South fanboy decoy avoid Jack strapped Mccoy Adapt with the Magnum mentality Went in back of Balley's Gym The Alley's dim Fatality ended loans won't be extended Sharks get dark around Five O'Clock these parts Spark the Rockaway Pistol whip 'em for 200 Dollar Hardaways Pardon, no play without equipment AK's and Nines out on the street, next shipment Quite convincin' Militant in an instant Ambivalent to equivalence Fat medal in momentum Cartel sell well Emblems any shape, size, form or resemblance sh** fly like '98 Polo Wimbledon Hilfiger Boosted gear with futuristic symbols in the front like Halogen Fluorescent material like Israelite And my lesson serial type No question Aggression powered by slanted crescent Immortal in a ghetto mural Resurrected at the burial Chrous Verse 3: (Scaramanga) Image start to finish unblemished Chemist blend that exotic, Put your Fifty yard line scrimmage Mad tenant Some crash the incense sent it rented Entered Five Months in HDM for the ATM blast The Public defender wasn't defendin' sh** f**in' Benedicting, in the Pen it's blood or crypt What a script The government never meant or intent on me growin' up a gentleman White collar cake cinnamon intimate Two Twenty Sixth to One Fifty Fifth It was Montana and Fifty Cent Fat cat in the Benz Platinum gold front around the rise and trunk Sizable lumps jumped out his lining Damn, them n***as on the corner always shinin' Remindin' me of findin' j**els in my own World Pearl Fila suits with red and blue trim Aqua green Balley loafers, he was Seventeen with a Helicopter I was Fifteen watchin' Judge Wapner On top of the ghetto watchin' the metal explosive Erosive rats and Roaches Chickens and Vultures America's sculptured culturalist thin king I bring forth winds of life Form ten L's like a Knight Ignite checkmate from my sight Chorus