W.C. Lyrics
W.C. Lyrics
"Fuck My Daddy Lyrics"
Hot Rod Hotel Lyrics
I'm a porter and a night clerk at the old Hot Rod Hotel I clean and scrub the lobby down and thirty-one rooms as well I wax and shine their boots and shoes I brush down their crinkly clothes And I meet the buses and trains and I show you to your door Bell-bottom pants brought two boys in at six-fourteen last night Two girls checked in at ten-oh-two and I flipped on the light The landlord's wife looks in their doors and finds one terrible sight Those boys and girls got
I'm a porter and a night clerk at the old Hot Rod Hotel I clean and scrub the lobby down and thirty-one rooms as well I wax and shine their boots and shoes I brush down their crinkly clothes And I meet the buses and trains and I show you to your door Bell-bottom pants brought two boys in at six-fourteen last night Two girls checked in at ten-oh-two and I flipped on the light The landlord's wife looks in their doors and finds one terrible sight Those boys and girls got
[W.C.]
FUCK MY DADDY, is somethin I've been wantin to say for the longest
I'm givin peace to moms, cause moms was the strongest
Cause daddy abandoned me at a young age
And shoved me and my baby brother my mother's way
And comin home late every night
I used to hear him grabbin momma by the neck, lookin for fights
Lit as a wino, but sick as a psycho
I used to hide under the covers with my eyes closed
Cryin and hopin tonight that daddy didn't trip
Cause momma already need stitches in her top lip
Cause daddy got mad and beat the hell out of her
And throwin chairs against the wall every night, became a regular
I used to pray and hope that daddy would die
Cause over nothin momma's sufferin a swoll up black eye
And at the end of my prayers, cryin myself to sleep
All I could think about was FUCK MY DADDY
A well rounded family, yo I don't know
The way I grew up, wasn't nuthin like The Cosby Show
Pops never gave me no props, just cheap shots
Say the wrong
Snowfall Of The Sahara Lyrics
Go slow, don't run Girl, I know the best is yet to come If you just smile It makes every single moment worthwile You glow, you shine Whatcha doin' to this heart of mine When love comes along Ain't no question if it's right or wrong We're holding on Till the snow falls on the Sahara And the sun freezes over When the Mojave red turns into blue When my lungs get tired of breathing And my heart stops it's beating I'll stop loving you No rush, I'll
thing and I just might get droppedGo slow, don't run Girl, I know the best is yet to come If you just smile It makes every single moment worthwile You glow, you shine Whatcha doin' to this heart of mine When love comes along Ain't no question if it's right or wrong We're holding on Till the snow falls on the Sahara And the sun freezes over When the Mojave red turns into blue When my lungs get tired of breathing And my heart stops it's beating I'll stop loving you No rush, I'll
Cause I remember times when I asked for a quarter
And pops was on the verge of a voluntary manslaughter
Always screamin about the bills he had to pay
The story of his life, I thought about a runaway
Front for his friends and spendin all his ends
on his women, his dope and alcohol binges
My brother, my mother and me got two's and fews
Secondhand pants, Top Ramen, and holy shoes
It even got so scandalous, pops had me spendin the night
takin graveyard chances
Sleepin in the bed with his girlfriend kids
And I'm scared to tell my momma cause I might not live
I guess that you can say that Poppa was a Rolling Stone
But me I'm just a victim of the plague of the broken home
Another sad face with the sickness
Daddy must die, God is my witness
For doin my mother wrong, and breakin up her happy home
The reason that I wrote this song
is for those who can't or won't, I say it gladly
FUCK MY DADDY!
"Now you know, that yo
Pigeon Lyrics
[Vast Aire] Metallic wing pigeon. . . Cannibal Ox. . . Birds of the same feather flock together Congested on a majestic street corner That's a short time goal for most of 'em Cuz most of 'em Would rather expand their wings and hover over greater things That's what we call inspired flight By the pigeons that gotta eat pizza crust every night And "Let there be light" was understood When a mic-stand descended from up-and-above into the hood And if my fa
can't tell your momma we came here tonight."[Vast Aire] Metallic wing pigeon. . . Cannibal Ox. . . Birds of the same feather flock together Congested on a majestic street corner That's a short time goal for most of 'em Cuz most of 'em Would rather expand their wings and hover over greater things That's what we call inspired flight By the pigeons that gotta eat pizza crust every night And "Let there be light" was understood When a mic-stand descended from up-and-above into the hood And if my fa
"But that's my moms."
"I don't care, I'm your daddy -- boy you don't be talkin back"
"That ain't right though."
"I SAID you don't talk back to me son, WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?"
"Yeah but that's my mom though, you can't do that."
"Don't talk back to me boy! Come here, I'll whoop your little ass!"
[W.C.]
Thank you momma for givin birth to me, God knows
you coulda got an abortion, and didn't have to deal with me
I know the last twelve years has been hell
You had two roles to play, momma and daddy as well
I'm sorry for the times I brought trouble home
Without a daddy thought a lot I had to learn on my own
At the young age of nine I start drinkin brews
And I even had to teach myself how to screw
And for my little brother things wasn't no better see
To him I was the closest thing he ever had to daddy
Helped him with his school and then taught him how to sq
After Loving You Lyrics
Darling after loving you what else is there to do Cause darling all the rest will just be second best I know I'll go tonight comparing into you I'll be no good to anyone after loving you Your love can't be replaced with just another pretty face And heartaches will remain for they can't re-eraze Many loves may come along but they won't live up to you I'll be no good to anyone after loving you
uabDarling after loving you what else is there to do Cause darling all the rest will just be second best I know I'll go tonight comparing into you I'll be no good to anyone after loving you Your love can't be replaced with just another pretty face And heartaches will remain for they can't re-eraze Many loves may come along but they won't live up to you I'll be no good to anyone after loving you
Momma wasn't around, cause see she had three jobs
Cause daddy done tracked out, and left us with the bills
Now we eatin Wish burgers, and stale bread, and Skittles
Huh, and now that I look back, I'm glad I was young
Cause nowadays I mighta peeled his cap
Woulda grew up in a crazyhouse or penetentiary
Spendin most of my life, in maximum security
But nah, cause I'll be goin out just like a sucka
When I was young, pops told me that I'd grow to be nuttin
They keep tellin me revenge is a loss so don't sweat
But everytime I think of daddy I think of broke necks
Now, some might say that I'm wrong for speakin the truth
But when you tell the truth you gotta kick the whole scoop
This ain't a diss to every father cause some fathers are cool
This is a message from the Dub, that I had to include
To every kid on the Circle like me, hurtin badly
Put up your middle finger and say, FUCK MY DADDY!
"Fuck you, young ass punk motherfuckin daddy!"