W.C. Lyrics
W.C. Lyrics
"Feel Me Lyrics"
Flight Of The Veritech Fighters Lyrics
We need to scramble the squadrons, Vermillion and Skull. Zentraedi forces are on our scanners. They're damaging the hull. The SDF-1 won't last much longer. It's time to take control. We got a fresh supply of ammo, And our gas tanks are full. Captain! We're under heavy fire! We're outnumbered, launch the back-up. Why won't you reply? Captain! T
We need to scramble the squadrons, Vermillion and Skull. Zentraedi forces are on our scanners. They're damaging the hull. The SDF-1 won't last much longer. It's time to take control. We got a fresh supply of ammo, And our gas tanks are full. Captain! We're under heavy fire! We're outnumbered, launch the back-up. Why won't you reply? Captain! T
(I wanna know do you feel it
Let me know do you feel it
Do you feel it) --> Ohio Players
Make ya feel me
I'm with this right here
Hey yo Toones, turn my headphones up
Turn em up nigga
I can't hear shit
Fuck them muthafuckas
Fuck that nigga
I'm in this muthafucka
Yeah nigga, right here
[ VERSE 1: WC ]
Freeze, nobody move, hands up
This ain't no muthafuckin game, niggas is gettin stuck
So uhm (uhm) get yo ass ready for the big beat bangin
(What?) dick danglin, pants saggin
Rank slangin while Toones spin the records
Going back, back, forth and back
It's that local janky-ass junkyard funk kickin
Purse-snatchin car-jackin Ripple-sippin
187, with the world I got beef
And I d
I Know Lyrics
I know that you've been good to me And I know it's just a rumor spreading in this town And I know know know it's a thing I don't believe Cuz you know I'd never let you down baby This is love that you see on my face And it's impossible to erase Still it scares me when I hear what I hear You see, everybody's talking and they whisper in my ear 1 - But I
on't wanna hear no talk about peaceI know that you've been good to me And I know it's just a rumor spreading in this town And I know know know it's a thing I don't believe Cuz you know I'd never let you down baby This is love that you see on my face And it's impossible to erase Still it scares me when I hear what I hear You see, everybody's talking and they whisper in my ear 1 - But I
Cause I been lied to, cheated, dissed and mistreated
A victim of a sodomy to this record industry
So now it's on to the fullest, so get the bullets
Cause that's the only way y'all gon' stop me when I do this
Like ping, ba-ba-bam, straight to your jaw, fuck seein me
In '95 I'ma make sure you cowards feel me
[ CHORUS ]
(I wanna know do you feel it
Let me know do you feel it
Do you feel it)
(Fo' hoppin, ass droppin) --> Ice Cube
(I wanna know do you feel it
Let me know do you feel it
Do you feel it)
(Fo' hoppin, ass droppin)
[ VERSE 2 ]
Feel me, feel me while I dip through your hood
Just mobbin and squabbin cause we up to no good
(No good) I got a
Pretty Woman Lyrics
pretty woman walkin' down the street Pretty woman, the kind i like to meet Pretty woman, i don't believe you You're not the truth No one could look as good as you Mercy Pretty woman, won't you pardon me Pretty woman, i couldn't help but see Pretty woman, and you look lovely as can be Are you lonely just like me Pretty woman, stop a while
MAAD-ass Circle full of geespretty woman walkin' down the street Pretty woman, the kind i like to meet Pretty woman, i don't believe you You're not the truth No one could look as good as you Mercy Pretty woman, won't you pardon me Pretty woman, i couldn't help but see Pretty woman, and you look lovely as can be Are you lonely just like me Pretty woman, stop a while
Rollin treys and fo's and El Caminos on D's
( ? ) with the ( ? ) amps
Bendin the corner as I floss all my Zeniths slide across
Lookin for my competition, if any
I'm burnin rappers like ( ? ) mama burned Penny
But this ain't _Good Times_, it's nothin but hard times
And where I'm from, we kick nothin but rough rhymes
The M-A-A-D C-i-r-c-l-e
Slingshot khakis and a pair of wallabees
Three braids in my beard represents the year
Of another LP for those chose to sleep
Best to wake up, recognize, I comes with the real, Dub C
Doin dirt to make sure you muthafuckas feel me
[ CHORUS ]
[ VERSE 3 ]
Last verse, now how should I come with the wickedness?
Now I got you noddin to my bassline riff
I Can't Go Out Can't be Bothered Staying in Got a Kool Bed But it Was Made for Lying in I Can't get Dressed All My Clothes are in My Case Have a Rest Love to but I'm Off my Face I can't Work Out if it's Night or Day Chorus Nah Nah Playing the Same CD Nah Nah Track-One, Track-Two, Track-Three Nah Nah Flying in Fro
As I beat you down with the drums
The lyrical night stalker, still payin dues
And this year I'm servin many and anything that moves
So which one of y'all wanna run up
And be the first to get your whole dome ( ? )
Fool, I'm makin noise like a Glock on your block
When I drop, ever since I popped it don't stop
And even if I stut-stu-tu-stuttered over the beat
I still can catch wreck, so don't try to compete
( ? ) amateurs best to play the back
Or fuck around and get that ass rocked and rolled up like Anthrax
This ain't no joke dudes, I pray for my enemy
(I pray for em) Lord have mercy when they feel me
[ CHORUS ]
( *adlibs* )
( *DJ Crazy Toones scratches* )