W.C. Lyrics
W.C. Lyrics
"The Autobiography Lyrics"
Serenity(Acoustic) Lyrics
As I sit here and slowly close my eyes I take another deep breath And feel the wind pass through my body I'm the one in your soul Reflecting inner light Protect the ones who hold you Cradling yo
As I sit here and slowly close my eyes I take another deep breath And feel the wind pass through my body I'm the one in your soul Reflecting inner light Protect the ones who hold you Cradling yo
[CT] It's about that time nigga
[WC] For what?
[CT] Redo this motherfucker look I found it nigga
[WC] Ahh hell naw nigga!
[CT] Sheyitt
Now here we go, y'all gotta play this
Due to you bitch-ass niggaz I'ma maze this
rearranged funk and refreak the track
The Godfather of Underground Rap is back
Banged out the game as I ride with the Benji's
Fuck off the hook, nigga I'm off the fuckin hinges
I'm sick and tired of hangin' on for too long of what they told me when it feels so wrong, so wrong it's gone too far and feels like no way out injustice rules and noone has a doubt
Coupe de Ville swoopers, looters and Stax loopers
I started off way back sick with a mentality
Wicked got down kickin it with the Syndicate
Just a lil' nigga seein ways to get paid
Levi cordueroy saggin with french braids
No overnight success, no tinted windows
No limos, just a hungry nigga doin demos
The year eighty-eight, the group was Low Pro
When niggaz used
Fading Away Lyrics
Many happy years have passed but somehow it all went totally wrong you have left my life my soul cries out, I'm left alone And see... as the night devours all the light of day And see... to swerve on Lincoln's and Vogues
Loc these niggaz ain't knowin about payin no dues, the shit I done been through
Gone through, put through, was bruised too so it's time to school these foes
Looka there, as I walk the rugged road of the path
I gets flashbacks, and thrash mash, enemies in my path
Hustler turn your page to nineteen eighty-nine
When a young nigga first signed the dotted line, I was
bang bang, boogie w
Took the old funk track, and relooped it
Dropped "Payin Dues" for a small amount of cheddar
The name of the LP was "We In This Together"
*beeper sounds repeatedly*
[CT] Awww shit, what the fuck why you sto
[WC] Man this motherfuckin pager keep goin off
Look I'm tired of these bitches!
[CT] Youse a cold nigga!
*DJ scratches* "Noooo shit!"
Many happy years have passed but somehow it all went totally wrong you have left my life my soul cries out, I'm left alone And see... as the night devours all the light of day And see...
Loc these niggaz ain't knowin about payin no dues, the shit I done been through
Gone through, put through, was bruised too so it's time to school these foes
Looka there, as I walk the rugged road of the path
I gets flashbacks, and thrash mash, enemies in my path
Hustler turn your page to nineteen eighty-nine
When a young nigga first signed the dotted line, I was
bang bang, boogie w
Scars On My Body/Scabs On My Dick Lyrics
Scars on my body because of self destruction I got scabs on my prick because of my erection I'm gonna cut my body 'till it starts to bleed I'm gonna beat my prick to a sleazy magazine I can't
ith the musicScars on my body because of self destruction I got scabs on my prick because of my erection I'm gonna cut my body 'till it starts to bleed I'm gonna beat my prick to a sleazy magazine I can't
Took the old funk track, and relooped it
Dropped "Payin Dues" for a small amount of cheddar
The name of the LP was "We In This Together"
*beeper sounds repeatedly*
[CT] Awww shit, what the fuck why you sto
[WC] Man this motherfuckin pager keep goin off
Look I'm tired of these bitches!
[CT] Youse a cold nigga!
*DJ scratches* "Noooo shit!"