W.C. Lyrics
W.C. Lyrics
"Feel Me Lyrics"
Dying On The Vine Lyrics
I took the long way I took the low road And when I got home It was morning, where'd the time go? She sat waiting She had her coat on Said, "This can't go on." Guess the truth was just a stone's throw A flower blossomed but the summer ended years ago The autumn spared us, but the winter has not been so kind And we don't
I took the long way I took the low road And when I got home It was morning, where'd the time go? She sat waiting She had her coat on Said, "This can't go on." Guess the truth was just a stone's throw A flower blossomed but the summer ended years ago The autumn spared us, but the winter has not been so kind And we don't
(I wanna know do you feel it
Let me know do you feel it
Do you feel it) --> Ohio Players
Make ya feel me
I'm with this right here
Hey yo Toones, turn my headphones up
Turn em up nigga
I can't hear shit
Fuck them muthafuckas
Fuck that nigga
I'm in this muthafucka
Yeah nigga, right here
[ VERSE 1: WC ]
Freeze, nobody move, hands up
This ain't no muthafuckin game, niggas is gettin stuck
So uhm (uhm) get yo ass ready for the big beat bangin
(What?) dick danglin, pants saggin
Rank slangin while Toones spin the records
Going back, back, forth and back
It's that local janky-ass junkyard funk kickin
Purse-snatchin car-jackin Ripple-sippin
187, with the world I got beef
And I d
Little star Lyrics
Little Star So you had to go You must have wanted him to know You must have wanted the world to know Poor little thing And now they know Little Star I had to close my eyes There was a fire at the warehouse They're always wating for a thing like this Came traveling from out of town for you Little Star Little Star So you
on't wanna hear no talk about peaceLittle Star So you had to go You must have wanted him to know You must have wanted the world to know Poor little thing And now they know Little Star I had to close my eyes There was a fire at the warehouse They're always wating for a thing like this Came traveling from out of town for you Little Star Little Star So you
Cause I been lied to, cheated, dissed and mistreated
A victim of a sodomy to this record industry
So now it's on to the fullest, so get the bullets
Cause that's the only way y'all gon' stop me when I do this
Like ping, ba-ba-bam, straight to your jaw, fuck seein me
In '95 I'ma make sure you cowards feel me
[ CHORUS ]
(I wanna know do you feel it
Let me know do you feel it
Do you feel it)
(Fo' hoppin, ass droppin) --> Ice Cube
(I wanna know do you feel it
Let me know do you feel it
Do you feel it)
(Fo' hoppin, ass droppin)
[ VERSE 2 ]
Feel me, feel me while I dip through your hood
Just mobbin and squabbin cause we up to no good
(No good) I got a
Precious Moments Lyrics
The bloodless toil The endless foil You'll never see your home again Everytime you dial that phone It rings like it's got no end Life, what precious moments Like a flood that you can't reverse Oh life of precious moments And it's only getting worse The mud-filled cracks Of rutted tracks You'll never see your mother again Everytim
MAAD-ass Circle full of geesThe bloodless toil The endless foil You'll never see your home again Everytime you dial that phone It rings like it's got no end Life, what precious moments Like a flood that you can't reverse Oh life of precious moments And it's only getting worse The mud-filled cracks Of rutted tracks You'll never see your mother again Everytim
Rollin treys and fo's and El Caminos on D's
( ? ) with the ( ? ) amps
Bendin the corner as I floss all my Zeniths slide across
Lookin for my competition, if any
I'm burnin rappers like ( ? ) mama burned Penny
But this ain't _Good Times_, it's nothin but hard times
And where I'm from, we kick nothin but rough rhymes
The M-A-A-D C-i-r-c-l-e
Slingshot khakis and a pair of wallabees
Three braids in my beard represents the year
Of another LP for those chose to sleep
Best to wake up, recognize, I comes with the real, Dub C
Doin dirt to make sure you muthafuckas feel me
[ CHORUS ]
[ VERSE 3 ]
Last verse, now how should I come with the wickedness?
Now I got you noddin to my bassline riff
Pigs of Jehovah, lambs of Christ, dogs of Allach your time is up! The weeds that poison healthy plants Shall be destroyed in our lands... The place where fell the seed of lie Shall be burnt to the ground. The false religions, revolts of slaves deserving nothing but disgrace... The sick idea of the
As I beat you down with the drums
The lyrical night stalker, still payin dues
And this year I'm servin many and anything that moves
So which one of y'all wanna run up
And be the first to get your whole dome ( ? )
Fool, I'm makin noise like a Glock on your block
When I drop, ever since I popped it don't stop
And even if I stut-stu-tu-stuttered over the beat
I still can catch wreck, so don't try to compete
( ? ) amateurs best to play the back
Or fuck around and get that ass rocked and rolled up like Anthrax
This ain't no joke dudes, I pray for my enemy
(I pray for em) Lord have mercy when they feel me
[ CHORUS ]
( *adlibs* )
( *DJ Crazy Toones scratches* )