W.C. Lyrics
W.C. Lyrics
"In A Twist (featuring Coolio) Lyrics"
Melody Ann Lyrics
Many a time I feel so lonesome Many a day I've been so doggone tired When I get lonesome, yes I do I think about true love And when I think about true love I think about you So I'm singing, this here song, for Melody Ann And I'm so doggone proud That I'm her man and she's all mine My Melody Ann Been many a morning Since I seen you Seen many a sunrise, yes Lord knows I've drove many miles But you know the best thing About going home Is to see you, standing t
Many a time I feel so lonesome Many a day I've been so doggone tired When I get lonesome, yes I do I think about true love And when I think about true love I think about you So I'm singing, this here song, for Melody Ann And I'm so doggone proud That I'm her man and she's all mine My Melody Ann Been many a morning Since I seen you Seen many a sunrise, yes Lord knows I've drove many miles But you know the best thing About going home Is to see you, standing t
[WC]
You niggaz can't fade this nutty-ass cutthroat Maad Circle villain
Leanin, scheamin in the Gremlin
Sippin on Mak Duk, on my way to Compton
to pick this nigga Coolio up
Two ski masks, on my left a nine
Nigga on my breath, money on my mind (yeah)
You god damn right motherfucker it's on again
Coolio what's the plan?
[Coolio]
It's a motherfuckin come up, nigga load ya gun up
It's gonna be a stick-up, came up on the liquor
You know that bitch that I used to fuck -- named Theresa
(Yeah nigga, with the big ass butt)
Well her brother was a client of mine
Drive some turnaround trips back and forth to Vegas part time (yeah)
Well anyway I got a caper (uh)
And if we pull it off right we can come up on a stack of paper
Here go the plan: me, you, and him
cause the nigga drivin the bus is down with us
Call Crazy Toones and tell him to give you a ride
and drop you off on Manchester and Broadway, at half past five
Since old people don't trust young niggaz none
you gotta be
In The Hate Of Battle Lyrics
Heiled in battle again Into the night eternally searching and Fighting to be eternally free And to live in darkness Decaying upon their crosses Light without will (or reason) Seeing only with (holy) blood in our eyes To deny them their empires Take the light from their lives Blinded by their own crying winds Hatred bled onto the soul With a fury to kill Killed brethren Without respect for lives unholy A hatred possessing my soul With a fury to kil
disguised like a senior citizenHeiled in battle again Into the night eternally searching and Fighting to be eternally free And to live in darkness Decaying upon their crosses Light without will (or reason) Seeing only with (holy) blood in our eyes To deny them their empires Take the light from their lives Blinded by their own crying winds Hatred bled onto the soul With a fury to kill Killed brethren Without respect for lives unholy A hatred possessing my soul With a fury to kil
Don't worry about escape cause it's OK
I'll be chillin close behind all the motherfuckin way loc
And I don't wanna see you act up
but if anybody trip you better handle that shit
[WC]
Nah man fuck this, this shit sound shady as fuck
You gon' fuck around and have us all stuck motherfucker
[Coolio]
Quit actin like a hoe, and go get yo' fo'-fo' nigga
and let's make some dough, check this:
Nuttin plus nuttin equal none
Fool grab the motherfuckin money and run
[WC] Right come on
Chorus: WC
Diamond in the back, sun roof cracked
Tank on E, niggaz low on cash, oohh-woo
(some R&B sample) "Straight jackin"
Chorus
[WC]
So now it's goin accordin to plan
I'm on the back of the bus dressed like a senior citizen
Sittin on a bus full of old motherfuckers
Wavin they bibles singin, "I love Jesus!"
And now my concious is fuckin with me
cause I'm about to rob the entire gospel choir
And I ain't askin no questions
I am a roving gambler I've gambled all around Whenever I meet with the deck of cards I lay my money down I lay my money down I lay my money down I had not been in Dallas many more weeks than three Till I fell in love with a pretty little girl she fell in love with me Fell in love with me fell in love with me She took me in her parlor she cooled me with her fan And she whispered low in mother's ear I love this gambling man I love this gambling man I love this gambling man Oh d
Cause I was told at seven on the dot
No matter the spot, to execute the plot
And my watch read 6:59
So aww shucky ducky, quack quack it's yo' time
Hands in the motherfuckin air! *pop pop pop*
This is a jack nigga, and I'm startin from the back
Necklaces, anklets to bracelets
to the Rolexes, I'm takin all they shit, huh
I had em shakin, steady fadin, money breakin
fillin my bag up with bacon
Lookin out the window at Coolio
yellin out a car on the side of the bus, "Nigga c'mon!"
Yo, we gon' handle this loc
I told him like Janet Jackson, I had it under control
But really I was bein greedy takin too long
So peep the next verse but first the chorus of song goes
Chorus
[WC]
Standin in the middle of the aisle
A rag full of papes and jewelry, bout to make my escape
Coolio wavin, "C'mon nigga hurry up
before one-time swoop, and you get us all stuck!"
Aight so now I'm on my way to the front
Bu
A Feeling I Get Lyrics
Roger Creager You ask me how I’m feeling down deep inside It’s not something I’m holding back or trying to hide My love for you is not easily explained There’s more than the moon and stars and the warm summer rain Well it’s a jalapeno pepper on a cheesy enchilada Spicy side of life, just a little bit hotter An ice-cold cerveza on a hot summer day Takin’ you out to eat and makin’ love on the way It’s not knowin’ where you’re goin’ but knowin’ when you’re t
s driver, pull to the side or I might have to dumpRoger Creager You ask me how I’m feeling down deep inside It’s not something I’m holding back or trying to hide My love for you is not easily explained There’s more than the moon and stars and the warm summer rain Well it’s a jalapeno pepper on a cheesy enchilada Spicy side of life, just a little bit hotter An ice-cold cerveza on a hot summer day Takin’ you out to eat and makin’ love on the way It’s not knowin’ where you’re goin’ but knowin’ when you’re t
He was down with us on our shady operation
So he pulled the bus over with no hesitation
But that's when the drama kicked in
"Motherfucker take that!" *blam* Damn I got shot in the back
Looked up and who did I see?
This bitch-made ass bus driver puttin slugs in Dub C
Twistin afflicted, burnin like syphillis
Lookin at death and I'm coughin up flesh
Ran to the car, "Coolio I've been hit" "Huh?"
"I told you the shit sound like a motherfuckin twist!"
[Coolio]
Wait, what's wrong, what the FUCK GOIN ON?!
This nigga must be trippin, we gon' have to kill him
[WC] Cool here come nigga grab your gun
[Coolio] Alright, I'm gonna have me some fun
Forty-four in the right hand, nine in the left
So I put twelve rounds in his motherfuckin chest
I don't know if it's yo' birthday, but bitch here's yo' gift
That's what you get for the twist, yea
Chorus 2X
[WC] Maad Circle nigga