W.C. Lyrics
W.C. Lyrics
"Just Clownin' Lyrics"
Grow Up Lyrics
Mama said, pour me some wine son And you can have a sip for your self Mama said, do your homework And you can watch TV all you want Mama said, do what I say or I'm gonna beat the fuck out of you Mama said, this is normal-see You don't have it as bad as the other kids on the block So then we all pretended that I grew up
Mama said, pour me some wine son And you can have a sip for your self Mama said, do your homework And you can watch TV all you want Mama said, do what I say or I'm gonna beat the fuck out of you Mama said, this is normal-see You don't have it as bad as the other kids on the block So then we all pretended that I grew up
(Talking) Back again...It's the jankiest the jankiest
Still gettin' my stalk on walk on
Verse 1
One of the G'est WSC riders
One about the Feds on camera with the folded bandanna
It's me the G you be a seein' Nighttrain sipper
two fingers split I'ma get her once again I bring her
Skip skip throw it up throw it up give it up or get rolled up
swole up thought I told ya 'bout this Maad Circle Soldier
Allstars locs pieces khakis and linens
the OG Godfather with the blue feather in it
The shadiest nigga what's crackin' who got the sack and
nigga what they goin' for everybody's on the floor
Make way for the loccest cutthroat with a beard long as Mos
Hot Topic Lyrics
Hot topic is the way that we rhyme Hot topic is the way that we rhyme One step behind the drum style One step behind the drum style Carol Rama and Eleanor Antin Yoko Ono and Carolee Schneeman You're getting old, that's what they'll say, but Don't give a damn I'm listening anyway Stop, don't you st
esHot topic is the way that we rhyme Hot topic is the way that we rhyme One step behind the drum style One step behind the drum style Carol Rama and Eleanor Antin Yoko Ono and Carolee Schneeman You're getting old, that's what they'll say, but Don't give a damn I'm listening anyway Stop, don't you st
walkin' through yo camps and striking penitentiary poses
A straight vet Connect Gang is my set
Since a rook I did everything in the book
Puttin' those thangs on ya like bing bing when I get ya
Loc this rap game ain't ready for a real cap nigga
Chorus
Not just clownin' we got thousands
still out bangin' the streets
Playas get jacked from thinkin' I'm acting
y'all can't see WC
(Repeat)
Verse 2
Now bow to the shadiest hood patrollin' west rollin'
7 figure nigga still hi fi growin'
Pistol holdin' bailin' with nothing but trues
jumping out the fo' in the corduroy house shoes
WC a G been in these streets for years
been loccin' sin
Where The Sun Never Dies Lyrics
I think I saw a place in the distance We've always known it was there When I have breathed for the last time I'll walk out to the end of that pier There is that place in our conscience So talk so loud so you won't hear and forget But I'll still call it home But I'll still call it home Where the sun never
ce the Force MD's were singing "Tears"I think I saw a place in the distance We've always known it was there When I have breathed for the last time I'll walk out to the end of that pier There is that place in our conscience So talk so loud so you won't hear and forget But I'll still call it home But I'll still call it home Where the sun never
Now what the fuck a new nigga got to say to me
I was pullin' 211's when KDAY was the Beat
1984 Lo Cali Sports Arena
and off of jams I'm jackin' fools for Filas
When Run DMC and Jam Master first bust
we was snatchin' mothafuckas outta Nissan trucks
Raised from a crew of real killers and knick kickers
that never ran on ya but was quick to put them hands on ya
(Talking) Ha ha Man y'all better figure us out quick
Ain't no rappers here we felons trying to make money at this here.
Chorus
Verse 3
It's the cap peeler night grinder west rider hood ratacider
Deuce 4 7 all day everyday
4 deep hittin' c
Devastated Lyrics
A selfish man by God was sent to the great Ninevah Preaching to repent To be destroyed in 40 days if not turning from their wicked ways A false by all displayed Compassionate God, His wrath delayed The years have passed The time has come for God's wrath and will to be done Do not follow Ninevah, Ninevah is devas
orners in a rag ChevroletA selfish man by God was sent to the great Ninevah Preaching to repent To be destroyed in 40 days if not turning from their wicked ways A false by all displayed Compassionate God, His wrath delayed The years have passed The time has come for God's wrath and will to be done Do not follow Ninevah, Ninevah is devas
Started out nada before I turned rich I used to do it for free
but now I ride for the paper
Maad Circle hit 'em up like bam
Where y'all from them enemies don't act dumb
y'all know where we from
It's that 15th letter 2 times with the S
cut off Dickie wearing descendant from the West
Steady square dumping in the center where the crowd
with my flag on my head tied Aunt Jemima style
But ain't nobody trippin' cause we all about the ends
plus fool I don't set trip I set trends
now after this I'm givin' y'all about a year
We gone see how many niggas grow braids in they beard.
Chorus with ad libs 'til end