Story Behind the Song
Showing the people my character and thoughts.
Lyrics
From this moment I start 2 walk a new road
kinda a new life, keeping away from dope
4ever stay on top, tighter than a rock
faster than a Glock, in the spot, knock off your socks
Iīm a start 2 spit a new otherworldly shit
ainīt like the mundane bits every MC repeats
U know, unlike the crap U hear everywhere, everyday
itīs a shame, but keeps comin over and over again
my world goes 2 your alley, I canīt stop, no
south american way, Iīm on a full blow
grindin 2 the mix with the illest trip
hailed 2 the max īcoz Iīm new but yet Iīm back
Skorpion is the name, came with Mary Jane
Iīma gettingīall BOO-YAH, smokinīa the BOO-DAH
gotta ram it down, put you back on the ground
before I come around 2 take over your crown
SKORPION is my name, at the top of my game
SKORPION has the clue: time 2 look 4 the new
SKORPION goin wild, while I reach 4 the Heavens
SKORPION, we gonna keep it together
Since I got into hip hop, my things all flip flopped
stayed put and on guard, no givin up nor blinded by
stars, so I wonīt run away to Heaven-Hell
or anywhere 4 that matter, Iīll get bigger and badder
always the wiser use my dick as a VISA
learned from Xzibit to make bling with it
the X is inspiration 4 this main theme show
se hereīs my holla, my hat tippin hommage
never was a secret this was about 2 happen
so fuck it, Iīll take your asma breath, no regrets
talkinī head is borin, smash your skull, keep goin
drownin like a sandpit, Iīma breakin your armpit
see U like Tina Turner, Iīma breaka your bones
feelin Ike on the mike, stepping stone 2 the throne
but I donīt feel like fashion, more like Mike Tyson
Iīm a ring-ass murderer, dancing on your ashes
New taste in this soup of hardcore hip hop
jungle, drum and bass, guitars from hell
for me the real thing, itīs comin from within
Zack de la Rocha, Rage against the Machine
Iīm a zapatista, unleashin the Beast
screamin, getting strong at the top of my lungs
but Iīm no Fox, no Vicente on the rocks
stay underground, ya donīt mess with this sound
my soul is pure latino, coffee and milk Argentino
my strength has no color, no leaders 2 follow
America all the time try 2 keep us separated
from beginning of time, segregation was the message
united we stand stand, divided we fall fall
deafenin my ears to the sound of the throne call
people itīs your chance, get ready 4 the time
when our tribes gonna walk on all together as one
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