W.C. Lyrics
W.C. Lyrics
"It's All Bad Lyrics"
Holding On For Life Lyrics
They’ve been told the odds are stacked up high against them Statistically they hear they’re bound to fail But that’s a chance they don’t mind takin’ Every day the love they’re makin’ Proves to them there’s got to be a way (Chorus:) So she She just won’t let what people think effect her feeling’s And he He just don’t understand why the world has stopped believin’ In love They finally found what everybody else is needin’ So with all thier might They’re holdin’ on for life It’s all in how you look at things
They’ve been told the odds are stacked up high against them Statistically they hear they’re bound to fail But that’s a chance they don’t mind takin’ Every day the love they’re makin’ Proves to them there’s got to be a way (Chorus:) So she She just won’t let what people think effect her feeling’s And he He just don’t understand why the world has stopped believin’ In love They finally found what everybody else is needin’ So with all thier might They’re holdin’ on for life It’s all in how you look at things
*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
Grapefruit-Juicy Fruit Lyrics
By: Jimmy Buffett 1973 Grapefruit A bathin' suit Chew a little Juicy Fruit Wash away the night Drive in You guzzle gin Commit a little mortal sin It's good for the soul Bridge: And oh it gets so damn lonely When you're on a plane alone And if I had the money, honey I'd strap you in beside me And never ever leave you Leave you at home all alone and cryin' Ten speed No need My pickup gets me where I please Chuggin' down the street But I'll be leavin' In a little while So close your e
oceed with caution, suspect is believed to be a black maleBy: Jimmy Buffett 1973 Grapefruit A bathin' suit Chew a little Juicy Fruit Wash away the night Drive in You guzzle gin Commit a little mortal sin It's good for the soul Bridge: And oh it gets so damn lonely When you're on a plane alone And if I had the money, honey I'd strap you in beside me And never ever leave you Leave you at home all alone and cryin' Ten speed No need My pickup gets me where I please Chuggin' down the street But I'll be leavin' In a little while So close your e
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
Track Five Lyrics
Look to The Stars Lyrics (Give me one more day , see if you still look at me that way things dont go the way i plan I turn my back the only way i can...) Tell me what its like!(look to the west side!) Look to the West side!(look to the west side!) I'll Figure you out(look to the west side!) To find me (look to the west side!) Give me one more day, See if you still look at me that way If things dont go the way i plan Ill turn my back the only way i can Tell me what its like!(look to the west side!) Look to the West side!(look to the west side!)ble* "Suspect has just thrown female hostage on the side of
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!)Love's Gonna Live Here Lyrics
Oh the sun's gonna shine in my life once more love's gonna live here again Things are gonna be the way they were before love's gonna live here again Love's gonna live here love's gonna live here love's gonna live here again No more loneliness only happiness love's gonna live here again [ guitar - steel ] I hear bells a ringing I hear birds a singing love's gonna live here again I hear bees a humming and I know the days're coming love's gonna live here again Love's gonna live here... Love's gonna live here again
A beautiful day for dyin', nigga I'm hearin' sirensLook to The Stars Lyrics (Give me one more day , see if you still look at me that way things dont go the way i plan I turn my back the only way i can...) Tell me what its like!(look to the west side!) Look to the West side!(look to the west side!) I'll Figure you out(look to the west side!) To find me (look to the west side!) Give me one more day, See if you still look at me that way If things dont go the way i plan Ill turn my back the only way i can Tell me what its like!(look to the west side!) Look to the West side!(look to the west side!)
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!)
Oh the sun's gonna shine in my life once more love's gonna live here again Things are gonna be the way they were before love's gonna live here again Love's gonna live here love's gonna live here love's gonna live here again No more loneliness only happiness love's gonna live here again [ guitar - steel ] I hear bells a ringing I hear birds a singing love's gonna live here again I hear bees a humming and I know the days're coming love's gonna live here again Love's gonna live here... Love's gonna live here again
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*