W.C. Lyrics
W.C. Lyrics
"Ain't A Damn Thing Changed Lyrics"
Call Off The Search Lyrics
I won't spend my life, waiting for an angel to descend, searching for a rainbow with an end, now that I've found you I'll call off the search. and I won't spend my life, gazing at the stars up in the sky wondering if love will pass me by now that I've found you I'll call off the search Out on my own I would never have known this world that I see today and I've got a feeling it won't fade away
Intro: WC
Yeah, ain't nothing changed, know what I'm saying?
Still the same old same old, W.C. still in effect
Yo, break it down Jinx
Verse One: WC
Damn, suckers got me picking up my pen again
Swinging on my jock like Tarzan
Looking for a change, hoping my head swoll
Thinking I'm rich cause I made a little video
Shaking my hand, yeah right, now I'm a cool brother
But as soon as I step off, you're calling me a sucker
Mad, because I bust a Benz on Lorenzos
Hanging on the boulevard fronting on the flow show
You know it's funny when you start making money
Every Tom, Dick, and Harry want to be your buddy
The same ones that dissed ya, now it's a list of
First to riff, now they all on your dick, yo
I'm looking at you laughing, popping your lip
Ripping my zipper onstage, can pay the bail with a limp
Y'all don't want to give it up to me now t
Run around like Calamine, the same old Dub
Do I know where I come from, who's my friends?
Who's responsible for this little spot that I'm in?
Yo, I see them all playing in my car when I drive by
Telling all my homies "Yo, he ain't that fly"
The beat just cause I made a record the record
So please don't make me better than the next man, erase that gameplan
Cause I'm still down to bust a cap then backslap
Those who pop rap at the mouth like Ex-Lax
And those who wanna test me, step right up, bro
My number's the same, oh by the way, it's in the ghetto
I'm sorry that I can't flaunt the fortune and fame
But when it comes to the Dub (Ain't a damn thing changed)
Verse Two: Coolio
Ain't a damn thing changed, sucker, how could ya figure?
Coolio and Crazy Toons will never sell out, nigga
Sporting khakis and T-shirts, beanies
And land funky raps on the dop tracks
Should I dance on it for a couple of dollars?
Or sell away my soul to put a rope on my collar?
I was taken from the missed of the lost and missing
Rapping on dark road on my way to prison
Stuck me in the studio, put me on the radio
Told me to perpetrate like I was a hero
I ain't with that, Toons got my back
Do I have to use a gat to show you where I'm at?
Or pose with a forty ounce and fake like a killer
With a long black Cack like a small-time dope dealer
Diamonds on my finger and women at my feet
A house that I don't own and no respect on the street
Might be detained, cause I ain't trying
Let me explain, when it comes to Coolio (Ain't a damn thing changed)
Verse Three: WC
Whoever said living in the spotlight is simple as one, two, three
Ha, they must have been sipping on a ?Twizzeline?<
Who wants a friendly neighbor?
Girls way back that told me to go to hell
Is sitting backstage, want to go to the motel
MC's that pretending that they was down from the giddy up
Trying to call you by your first name and stuff
Yo, and all these fake promoters stepping to the Circle
Remember how you treated us 12 months ago?
Yo, you didn't know bro, now you want a show
Toons tell 'em what's up (Give it up sucker duck)
Yeah, remember that the capital W told ya
Suckers don't fade me, popping hogging my jock
I keep to myself and I step with the pep
The lyrics of death, tell me how it sounds, G (Cool)
Waord, since I have to prove that I'm the same
And still remain dropping dogs in this rap game
To make it all simple and plain
Well let me put it like this: (Ain't a damn thing changed)
I won't spend my life, waiting for an angel to descend, searching for a rainbow with an end, now that I've found you I'll call off the search. and I won't spend my life, gazing at the stars up in the sky wondering if love will pass me by now that I've found you I'll call off the search Out on my own I would never have known this world that I see today and I've got a feeling it won't fade away
Intro: WC
Yeah, ain't nothing changed, know what I'm saying?
Still the same old same old, W.C. still in effect
Yo, break it down Jinx
Verse One: WC
Damn, suckers got me picking up my pen again
Swinging on my jock like Tarzan
Looking for a change, hoping my head swoll
Thinking I'm rich cause I made a little video
Shaking my hand, yeah right, now I'm a cool brother
But as soon as I step off, you're calling me a sucker
Mad, because I bust a Benz on Lorenzos
Hanging on the boulevard fronting on the flow show
You know it's funny when you start making money
Every Tom, Dick, and Harry want to be your buddy
The same ones that dissed ya, now it's a list of
First to riff, now they all on your dick, yo
I'm looking at you laughing, popping your lip
Ripping my zipper onstage, can pay the bail with a limp
Y'all don't want to give it up to me now t
Ill Na Na Lyrics
Intro: Method Man One time... Huhh, all up in ya like a bone when I... Johnny Blaze, the Iron Lung Foxy Brown, the Ill Na Na (yeah, c'mon, yeah, c'mon) Destination... (c'mon, c'mon) plat' Verse One: Foxy Brown Yo Na Na so Ill, first week out Shipped a half a mil, niggaz freaked out She's all about sex, pard-on, check your facts and the track record, I'm all about plaques Shakin my ass half naked
hat I'm getting pumpedIntro: Method Man One time... Huhh, all up in ya like a bone when I... Johnny Blaze, the Iron Lung Foxy Brown, the Ill Na Na (yeah, c'mon, yeah, c'mon) Destination... (c'mon, c'mon) plat' Verse One: Foxy Brown Yo Na Na so Ill, first week out Shipped a half a mil, niggaz freaked out She's all about sex, pard-on, check your facts and the track record, I'm all about plaques Shakin my ass half naked
Run around like Calamine, the same old Dub
Do I know where I come from, who's my friends?
Who's responsible for this little spot that I'm in?
Yo, I see them all playing in my car when I drive by
Telling all my homies "Yo, he ain't that fly"
The beat just cause I made a record the record
So please don't make me better than the next man, erase that gameplan
Cause I'm still down to bust a cap then backslap
Those who pop rap at the mouth like Ex-Lax
And those who wanna test me, step right up, bro
My number's the same, oh by the way, it's in the ghetto
I'm sorry that I can't flaunt the fortune and fame
But when it comes to the Dub (Ain't a damn thing changed)
Verse Two: Coolio
Ain't a damn thing changed, sucker, how could ya figure?
Coolio and Crazy Toons will never sell out, nigga
Sporting khakis and T-shirts, beanies
No more time Lyrics
Look around this place and see just what is happening Tomorrow we will suffer for the way that we have been Its our own lives we're shortening While everyone pretends that there is nothing to explain Poisons & neglected relics out live us & always will be Justified by what we gain No more time Mans greed corrupt & unconcerned No more time look around you will we ever learn As bought time ticks away we must
and Starter capsLook around this place and see just what is happening Tomorrow we will suffer for the way that we have been Its our own lives we're shortening While everyone pretends that there is nothing to explain Poisons & neglected relics out live us & always will be Justified by what we gain No more time Mans greed corrupt & unconcerned No more time look around you will we ever learn As bought time ticks away we must
And land funky raps on the dop tracks
Should I dance on it for a couple of dollars?
Or sell away my soul to put a rope on my collar?
I was taken from the missed of the lost and missing
Rapping on dark road on my way to prison
Stuck me in the studio, put me on the radio
Told me to perpetrate like I was a hero
I ain't with that, Toons got my back
Do I have to use a gat to show you where I'm at?
Or pose with a forty ounce and fake like a killer
With a long black Cack like a small-time dope dealer
Diamonds on my finger and women at my feet
A house that I don't own and no respect on the street
Might be detained, cause I ain't trying
Let me explain, when it comes to Coolio (Ain't a damn thing changed)
Verse Three: WC
Whoever said living in the spotlight is simple as one, two, three
Ha, they must have been sipping on a ?Twizzeline?<
She's Taken My Words Lyrics
Long road ahead, ride on forever and the dusty red, can clear away your mind There's no need for better Now she's there, when all of my thoughts are gone and the scent of her hair can carry me along There's no need for better Now paperback fairytales are nothing compared to falling for her How can I stand and watch her walk away? When she's taken my heart She's taken my soul And without my notici
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Cause man I ain't used to this unusual behaviorLong road ahead, ride on forever and the dusty red, can clear away your mind There's no need for better Now she's there, when all of my thoughts are gone and the scent of her hair can carry me along There's no need for better Now paperback fairytales are nothing compared to falling for her How can I stand and watch her walk away? When she's taken my heart She's taken my soul And without my notici
Who wants a friendly neighbor?
Girls way back that told me to go to hell
Is sitting backstage, want to go to the motel
MC's that pretending that they was down from the giddy up
Trying to call you by your first name and stuff
Yo, and all these fake promoters stepping to the Circle
Remember how you treated us 12 months ago?
Yo, you didn't know bro, now you want a show
Toons tell 'em what's up (Give it up sucker duck)
Yeah, remember that the capital W told ya
Suckers don't fade me, popping hogging my jock
I keep to myself and I step with the pep
The lyrics of death, tell me how it sounds, G (Cool)
Waord, since I have to prove that I'm the same
And still remain dropping dogs in this rap game
To make it all simple and plain
Well let me put it like this: (Ain't a damn thing changed)