W.C. Lyrics
W.C. Lyrics
"Get Up On That Funk Lyrics"
Hollywood (Down On Your Luck Lyrics
They say people out in Hollywood Live their life out in black and white They're living out a technicolor dream Next day they're a star overnight Not like living in New York Man, it's tougher Not like in London town Boy, you suffer Nobody give a break When you're down on your luck Everybody's on the take When you're down on your luck You can't make a mistake When you're down on your luck Peo
They say people out in Hollywood Live their life out in black and white They're living out a technicolor dream Next day they're a star overnight Not like living in New York Man, it's tougher Not like in London town Boy, you suffer Nobody give a break When you're down on your luck Everybody's on the take When you're down on your luck You can't make a mistake When you're down on your luck Peo
[Coolio]
Get on up on that funk
And maybe you'll feel better
(repeat 2X)
I got the funk inside me, yes it guides me
The light in my eyes, is shinin brightly
Just give me some deep bass, a snare and a kick drum
Turn it up loud and listen to the rhythm run
Whenever I'm feelin bad, angry or upset
I grab a cassette, and pop it in the tape deck
Album or eight-track, as long as it ain't wack
Funk is addictive, but not like crack black
I'm hip to the old shit, the shit that still hit
The Louisiana chicken and homemade biscuits
is makin my feet move, it sure does feel good
My head is bouncin, cruisin through my neighborhood
But this ain't pop though, R&B or disco
Reggae or calypso, that's playin in my radio
It's that funk yes, won't settle for less
Sheeit, I must be blessed, now check it out
[W.C. and Coolio]
Get on up on that funk
And may
Can I Borrow Some Ambition? Lyrics
well i'm starving for attention and i'm looking for perfection and my only opposition is my lack of motivation but i'm looking for an in but i'm pissin' in the wind and if i had a towel man i'm sure i'd throw it in i'm fishing for a valid excuse and when i think of one i will put it to good use am i a freight train or am i just the caboose too much time tied to the rails fuck no gotta find a reason
be you'll feel betterwell i'm starving for attention and i'm looking for perfection and my only opposition is my lack of motivation but i'm looking for an in but i'm pissin' in the wind and if i had a towel man i'm sure i'd throw it in i'm fishing for a valid excuse and when i think of one i will put it to good use am i a freight train or am i just the caboose too much time tied to the rails fuck no gotta find a reason
(repeat 2X)
[W.C.]
Check it out
Now turn up your radio, EQ the stereo
I'm glad that y'all could make it to rock with the Maad Circle
And this is a preview, somethin to move to
Listen to groove to, I hope I don't lose you
Now I am the miracle, some say I'm spiritual
But I'm from the ghetto what? I live off Imperial
Dip dab smacked in the heart of South Central
I might make it out (why?) cause I got potential
I ain't livin by protocol, cross me you're sure to fall
Another sucker, sippin on some Eightball
Left by the wayside, run but you can't hide (yeah)
Call it foolish, but I got the funky ride
Now hear what I'm sayin (yup) You might think I'm playin
Been rappin so long, some say I need a vacation
Emcees wanna be me, some girls wanna skeeze me
But I play the back, cause I'm scared of A-I-D, S
to the next paragraph I must move on
These chains that have choked existence, have fallen away this veil that has blinded eyes has been lifted and now it is gone and like the ways of the sheep the flock has been to only receive led to the gates of their enemy led to the slaughter of their beliefs and now their gazing eyes have turned turned to see us laughing these fools who have thought us to be as they are, have never truly seen guided
[W.C. and Coolio]
Get on up on that funk
And maybe you'll feel better
(repeat 2X)
..
"Coo, Coolio! Show em what's on the mic!"
[Coolio]
I love the funk, and the funk loves me so
I'm stuck to the funk and I won't let go
Ain't no mountain high or valley ever deep enough
to keep me away from the rhythm of the funky stuff
I know who I am, and Sam I ain't
I'll never fake the funk, I won't cause I cain't
Crazy Toones on the fader, kinda like Funk Vader
On tape like great, dominate the record player
So Dub (whattup?) Won't you step to the front
and give the real meanin of the word funk
[W.C.]
What's my meanin of the word funk?
Well let me give a demonstration
Minority Alliance of Anti Discrimination
In other words, an organization of my homeboys
stealin from the rich and famous
(Young - Young) Oh yeah Well there be no words of fighting around here 'Cause nothin' don't matter 'cause it ain't clear Well it could be on a Monday Or it could be even Sunday So if you can't stand the distance You better disappear Do I make myself clear I'm ready to rock I'm gonna rip it Ready to rock yeah I'm gonna stick it Give it up give it out Whip it up all about Stick it up shout it loud Co
Cause neither one of us forgot where we came from
Cause when you sellout, you're out, and we don't want ya back
Nigga playin both sides, I gotta peel his cap
Cause one thing the Circle ain't down with and that's
all these bourgeoise negroes, better known as COWARDS
Huh, sick of society, approval they try so hard
with your brand new cars
Try to fit in with the upper class, but the upper class
was a mask, and they LAUGHIN AT YO' ASS
That's why I'm down with the M.A.A.D. Circle
But still keepin it Low Pro, workin for the po' folks
So everybody watch your back
I'm like the spook who sat by the door with a gat yo
(I know you can funk these words to the letter
Get up on the funk and maybe you'll feel better, yo)
[W.C. and Coolio]
Get on up on that funk
And maybe you'll feel better
(repeat 4X)