W.C. Lyrics
W.C. Lyrics
"It's All Bad Lyrics"
Apprends-Moi Lyrics
(Erick Benzi) Apprends-moi Les petites choses Des couleurs que tu portes, au noir de ton caf? Apprends-moi Ce qui te repose Tes envies et tes fautes avou?es Apprends-moi Avec ton sourire Tes manies, tes causes Tes phobies, tes secrets Apprends-moi Ce que tu d?sires En douces phrases et baisers sucr?s Et dans mes r?ves J'ai si souvent pri?, O? tu voudras, o? tu pourras, o? tu iras, j'irai Lis sur mes l?vres Approche un peu plus pr?s, Que tu m'apprennes toi, sans jamais oublier Apprends-moi Rien que ce qui comp
(Erick Benzi) Apprends-moi Les petites choses Des couleurs que tu portes, au noir de ton caf? Apprends-moi Ce qui te repose Tes envies et tes fautes avou?es Apprends-moi Avec ton sourire Tes manies, tes causes Tes phobies, tes secrets Apprends-moi Ce que tu d?sires En douces phrases et baisers sucr?s Et dans mes r?ves J'ai si souvent pri?, O? tu voudras, o? tu pourras, o? tu iras, j'irai Lis sur mes l?vres Approche un peu plus pr?s, Que tu m'apprennes toi, sans jamais oublier Apprends-moi Rien que ce qui comp
*car speeds off*
Verse One: WC
*police sirens throughout song*
Last man standin', I'm shot
But I can't fear bleedin'
My nigga's face down, stretched out, no longer breathin'
I'm speedin', pump eatin', swervin' in the G and
Red & blue lights and squad cars is all I'm seein'
I told you motherfuckers "No moves, no altercations"
Now it's half a tank a gas and a hostage situation
I'm facin', 25, with the 'L' so I'm stompin'
I can't shake One-Time bitch, I swear I'm dumpin'
Helicopters trailin' my ass, won't surrender
Only thang I'm givin' up is hollow points and middle fingers (fuck y'all!)
Whoever set this shit the fuck up, done got us fucked up
Runnin' outta time, and shit outta luck
Take that! *2 gunshots*
I ain't goin' down mothafucka'!
Take this! *2 gunshots*
My car roof could suck my dick!
I'm on a high-speed chase, with two money bags, *woman screams* and a
screamin' ass BITCH
It's All Bad!
Chorus: WC w/ cops
[cops] "Possible 211 suspect driving southbound on the 215 driving an '84
Cutlass Supreme. Believed to be armed. Please proceed with caution."
[WC] It's All Bad!
[cops] "Everyone pr
Carrion Lyrics
Cut down your tongue in my cosmic fortress when silence is passing on Carrion angel - sing a croon of your weeping So thou reach me - the wounds will never heal again Is this my desire? The scars will gather across my breast How can I bury the pain? Silence another scar on my astral bleeding body cries Close your serpent eyes and embrace AND EMBRACE YOUR FORLORN WORDS I am standing above, but weeping below, while watching your pride Silence the carrion tears another scar on my astral bleeding body cries CUT DOWN YOUR TONGUE IN
oceed with caution, suspect is believed to be a black maleCut down your tongue in my cosmic fortress when silence is passing on Carrion angel - sing a croon of your weeping So thou reach me - the wounds will never heal again Is this my desire? The scars will gather across my breast How can I bury the pain? Silence another scar on my astral bleeding body cries Close your serpent eyes and embrace AND EMBRACE YOUR FORLORN WORDS I am standing above, but weeping below, while watching your pride Silence the carrion tears another scar on my astral bleeding body cries CUT DOWN YOUR TONGUE IN
carrying female hostage. We got a runner fellas."
[WC] It's All Bad!
Verse Two: WC
They trynna cut me off against the gutta' lane
Trynna run these motherfuckers to the border man
Side-swiped the mothafuckin' El Camino!
Trynna get my black ass up outta San Bernadino
I catch the 215, to the 405
I'm catchin' hell trynna make it to the 5 I line!
They cut me off again I got to go the other way
Channel 5 in the sky we'll take *helicopter sounds* 'em through L.A.
*woman screams throughout* Quit screamin' BITCH (shut the fuck up!)
Ho' you slowin' me down, they ain't thinkin' 'bout yo' ass SHUT THE FUCK UP
now!
The bitch didn't budge, so I shot her, *woman stops screaming* "Bla! Bla!"
*with 2 gunshots* (stupid!)
(Fuck, take a look at you now!)
I kicked the door open *door opens*, threw her body on the freeway
Continued the chase, wiped the blood *door closes* off my face
Lookin' for an exit as soon as I reloads my mag' *reloads mag*
*car horns throughout* Stuck in heavy traffic...
Nigga It's All Bad!
Chorus: WC w/ cops
*car horns and helicopter sounds*
[cops] *unitellig
Fake Lyrics
This gets to me a little more than it should But I still remember Every word you said I guess it pays to be someone And it's ok to step on everyone You think you are so much better But this road you're on won't last forever I made it this far, I made it without you But I don't have all the answers Like you do I guess it pays to be someone And it's ok to step on everyone If I listened to you I'd be running away from this There's only so much more of this I can take So fake, so fake you are You think you are so much better But th
ble* "Suspect has just thrown female hostage on the side ofThis gets to me a little more than it should But I still remember Every word you said I guess it pays to be someone And it's ok to step on everyone You think you are so much better But this road you're on won't last forever I made it this far, I made it without you But I don't have all the answers Like you do I guess it pays to be someone And it's ok to step on everyone If I listened to you I'd be running away from this There's only so much more of this I can take So fake, so fake you are You think you are so much better But th
the 605 freeway. We now have him in heavy traffic on the 105 heading
westbound."
[WC] It's All Bad!
[cops] "Looks like he's trying pulling 1-8 10 and Central. He might try and
make a run for it. Don't let him get away. Take this fucker."
[WC] It's All Bad!
Verse 3: WC
Now it's time for me to make my getawaaaaaay!
Fuck a hostage, I'm doin' this the nigga waaaaaay!
I jumped out the car, and started squezzin' the trigga'
*8 gunshots* (bla! bla! bla! bla!)
And duckin' at 'em, I'm bustin' at 'em, laughin' at 'em, trynna splat 'em,
cussin at 'em
Like a true fuckin' G is supposed ta
I'm bustin' at the helicopter as I get closa'
Trynna shake 'em off my tail
I make's my way to the side of the freeway
Now I'm climbin' over the guard rail
I'm a felon, I can't take no shorts
I'm runnin' down Imperial past Imperial Courts
Stop to catch my breath 'til I heard the dogs barkin'
Now a nigga's runnin' past a nigga's [?]cigardens[?]
I hear the helicopter closin' in, yellin' "freeze"
But I'm yellin' back "fuck you!", hittin' 'em up with C's (fuck yaa'll!)
Billie Joe: Here's A Little Something This Song Was Recorded In Billie Joes Basement. You Can Find It On www.greendayauthority.com I can't sleep tonight Everybody saying everything's alright Still I can't close my eyes I'm seeing a tunnel at the end of all these lights Sunny days Where have you gone? I get the strangest feeling you belong Why does it always rain on me? Is it because I lied when I was seventeen? Why does it always rain on me? Even when the sun is shining I can't avoid the lightning I can't stand myself I'm being he
On sight, no warnins that these coward's 'll be firin'
I made my way to Avalon
Peepin' any, get in the corner
I got's ta think quick, or I'm a goner
Saw this nigga slippin' in a '98 Ac-Right
*gun cocks, followed by a gunshot* (Get the fuck out!)
Left him bleedin' at the light!
Now it's back on, the money bag full of riches
Fuck One-Time, that get in my way, I'm killin' these bitches
I'm doin' 85 loc, these fools can't touch me
Came across Western, hit the back at Kentucky
Fish trailin', mashin' on my brakes I had to stop
Awww FUCK! Ain't this a bitch?! A road block!
Break: WC w/ cops
[cops]"Get out the car now I say, keep your hands up! Get out the car now or
I'm forced to shoot!" *gun cocks*
[WC] Fuck that...
[cops] He's movin'!! He's movin'!!
*car speeds off*
*car horns until beginning of chorus*
*about twenty gunshots*
[cops] "Cease fire!! Cease fire damnit!!"
Chorus: WC
It's All Bad!
Dead on arrival!
Nigga It's All Bad!
Dead on arrival!
It's All Bad!
It's All Bad!
Nigga we all, dead on arrival!
*helicopter flies by*