W.C. Lyrics
W.C. Lyrics
"Fuckin' Wit Uh House Party Lyrics"
Forged In Blood Lyrics
Forged in blood, raised in hell Our souls, forever lost Bodies feel the iron force The anvil meets their flesh Evil grabs the tortured souls Of lives they did posess Hatred inbetween unfolds They're coming to distress Our souls, forged in blood By demons of the dead Our mind, evilised Abused to serve the bad Our flesh, set to rot To feed the ones below Our blood starts to spill And clense the sins we owe Signs of death unto the wall Bloodlines of the past Creatures from the other side The suffering is vast For
Forged in blood, raised in hell Our souls, forever lost Bodies feel the iron force The anvil meets their flesh Evil grabs the tortured souls Of lives they did posess Hatred inbetween unfolds They're coming to distress Our souls, forged in blood By demons of the dead Our mind, evilised Abused to serve the bad Our flesh, set to rot To feed the ones below Our blood starts to spill And clense the sins we owe Signs of death unto the wall Bloodlines of the past Creatures from the other side The suffering is vast For
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!" (repeat 4X)
It all started on a Saturday night, I was at the Tilt
Faded off a eightball, when I got the phone call
I recognized the voice right off the bat
Octavia, a.k.a. the neighbor-hood-rat
I used to run up in her but I had to play broke
cause the bitch was known to twist mo' than hundred spokes
Talkin bout a party she was givin and niggaz was dippin
She wanted me and my crew to come through and
I couldn't find CJ, Toones was out of town
And Mack and Cube wasn't out nowhere to be found
And all that bendin solo shit, played out with Cooley High
Even in the movie Damon caught a black eye bitch!
Ain't no peace treaty motherfuckers is losin
In nineteen-ninety-eight, ain't too many niggaz chosin
So what makes you think I'm comin out tonight hoe?
You must be on Triple D: Dick, Dope and Dynamite
She kept claimin that security was tight
And if I came, we'd both be comin tonight
So I jumped off my kizznouch, grabbed a coat and my coat
Picturin my dick all down this bitch throat
Loaded up my heater, took the black nina
Jumped in my rizzide, headed for the Westside
Rollin in the ri
Eat You Alive Lyrics
hey you misses i don't know what the fuck your name is i'm drawn to you, something's magnectic here if i could approach you or even get close to the scent that you left behind i'd be fine no doubt that you bring out the animal inside (chorus) i'd eat you alive!!! i'd eat you alive... i'd eat you alive!!! i'd eat you alive... hey you misses too good to look my way and that's cool you want nothing at all to do with me but i want you, ain't nothing wrong with wanting you 'cause i'm a man and i can think what the hell i want
gga with the naughtyhey you misses i don't know what the fuck your name is i'm drawn to you, something's magnectic here if i could approach you or even get close to the scent that you left behind i'd be fine no doubt that you bring out the animal inside (chorus) i'd eat you alive!!! i'd eat you alive... i'd eat you alive!!! i'd eat you alive... hey you misses too good to look my way and that's cool you want nothing at all to do with me but i want you, ain't nothing wrong with wanting you 'cause i'm a man and i can think what the hell i want
Bumpin "Flashlight" fool, headed for the party
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
{WC} Uh-huh, uh-huh, fuckin with house party
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
{WC} Shit ain't safe
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
{WC} Kids don't try this at home
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
It's goin down, the music got the whole block blastin
And all I see is titties and bitches with big asses
I couldn't make it through, I had to go back
and park around the corner cause the street was packed
So now I'm bailin to the party, eyes damn near shut
Heater on my side, plus I'm high as fuck
Straight trippin off 40's, hoodrats and shit
With niggaz names tatted on they ankles and wrists
And all these Cutlasses next to empty bottles of Hennesey
An early indication of gangbangin activity
Got to the do', no security in sight
Just niggaz ridin on me, what that whoopty-woop like?
I felt like I straight mark, walkin in the house
Gettin punked by niggaz too young to get in Magic Mountain
So I rolled back on em, right on the spot
Told em, "Fuck your set!" That's when I heard the music stop
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The Fall Of The Trinity Lyrics
[Music: A. Adamus / Lyrics: M. Kolar] See Belial, on the walls of Sodom! Pale priestess veiled in Pestilence... adorned by War! Hear the forge of Moloch... the screams of children rage! Black weapons in agony made... to end the shperds reign! Agony!, Agony! Vomit the Bastards blood... Christ the King of lies! I spit on the Prophets, behead Mohammed! God of jews denied! Burn!, Burn Jerusalem! Burn Mecca, Burn Nazareth! Unholy Fire! Sodom and Gomorrha risen from ashes... Golgotha stands triumphant. T
ot;Hey nigga what that stand for on your arm?"[Music: A. Adamus / Lyrics: M. Kolar] See Belial, on the walls of Sodom! Pale priestess veiled in Pestilence... adorned by War! Hear the forge of Moloch... the screams of children rage! Black weapons in agony made... to end the shperds reign! Agony!, Agony! Vomit the Bastards blood... Christ the King of lies! I spit on the Prophets, behead Mohammed! God of jews denied! Burn!, Burn Jerusalem! Burn Mecca, Burn Nazareth! Unholy Fire! Sodom and Gomorrha risen from ashes... Golgotha stands triumphant. T
"Ni-niggaz havin cash"
"You mean niggaz havin a collision"
"Get that nigga!"
"Don't let that nigga fall!
Don't let him fall!"
Stretched out on the flo', gettin fucked up
All I saw was knucklehammers and bottom of niggaz Chuck's
Bitches screamin, "Kick that nigga ass for me!"
He's teemin on my dome, ain't no motherfuckin sympathy
I grabbed my heat and started dumpin, hit the back do'
scot free loc and who did I see?
Octavia, pussy wet, drunk on the ground
Passed out on her stomach with her pants hangin down
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
{WC} Shit ain't no joke loc, fuckin with a house party!
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
{WC} Niggaz is gettin gunned down
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
{WC} Ha hah, I don't know about where y'all from
but it ain't goin down where I'm from
Fuckin with a house party!
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
{WC} Shit is real, check it out
Woke up the next day, little cut on my arm
One on my eyes and head, more knots than Barry Vaughn
Called the hoe up and cussed her punk
I'm Prepared To Die Lyrics
Come back to the center of flames and await For diabolical magic again Burning my eyes and burning my soul And burning my fucking bieng No heaven's god can stop me... And suicide is for me ! Hell's undercrofts call for me... I'll be reborn from fire !!! I spit the water of life on the pentagram circle Of this blasphemous rite ! Feeling the pain of the dead and the nauseous smell of sulfur and flesh ! No heaven's god can stop me... And suicide is for me ! Hell's undercrofts call for me... I'll be reborn from hell !!! Cracking my mind an
ass outCome back to the center of flames and await For diabolical magic again Burning my eyes and burning my soul And burning my fucking bieng No heaven's god can stop me... And suicide is for me ! Hell's undercrofts call for me... I'll be reborn from fire !!! I spit the water of life on the pentagram circle Of this blasphemous rite ! Feeling the pain of the dead and the nauseous smell of sulfur and flesh ! No heaven's god can stop me... And suicide is for me ! Hell's undercrofts call for me... I'll be reborn from hell !!! Cracking my mind an
She had the nerve to ask why a nigga turned the party out?
Nigga I scream on that bitch, I banged on that bitch
Nutted up on that bitch, hung up on the bitch
Stank-ass skank got niggaz crossin enemy lines
I should've stayed home and listened to my first mind
Cause now a nigga's layin down mad at the world
Lookin like the Elephant Man with a jheri curl
Sittin at killa King with forty-fo' stitches
Fuckin with these parties and these punk ass bitches
Fuck a house party!
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
{WC} Ha hah, youknowhatI'msayin? Fuckin with a house party!
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
{WC} This shit is real loc, youknowhatI'msayin?
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
{WC} Ay Toones, tell these motherfuckers
Fuckin with a house party
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
{WC} Ain't nuttin but motherfuckin bandana swingin
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
{WC} Y'all know what time it is
Bandana season loc, ha hah
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
{WC} Fuckin with a house party!
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
{WC} Fuckin with a house party!