W.C. Lyrics
W.C. Lyrics
"Get Up On That Funk Lyrics"
Live Life Lyrics
live life for life's sake each and every day no matter how bad things get you've got to live it that way you may think i live in a dream but tell me is it a crime to enjoy life to the extreme while you've got the time you got to live life no sense in despair there's meaning somewhere you've just got to search live life it's all you've got and there's not much that is given you can't overcome the mortality of your living it's true you didn't ask to be born so tell
live life for life's sake each and every day no matter how bad things get you've got to live it that way you may think i live in a dream but tell me is it a crime to enjoy life to the extreme while you've got the time you got to live life no sense in despair there's meaning somewhere you've just got to search live life it's all you've got and there's not much that is given you can't overcome the mortality of your living it's true you didn't ask to be born so tell
[Coolio]
Get on up on that funk
And maybe you'll feel better
(repeat 2X)
I got the funk inside me, yes it guides me
The light in my eyes, is shinin brightly
Just give me some deep bass, a snare and a kick drum
Turn it up loud and listen to the rhythm run
Whenever I'm feelin bad, angry or upset
I grab a cassette, and pop it in the tape deck
Album or eight-track, as long as it ain't wack
Funk is addictive, but not like crack black
I'm hip to the old shit, the shit that still hit
The Louisiana chicken and homemade biscuits
is makin my feet move, it sure does feel good
My head is bouncin, cruisin through my neighborhood
But this ain't pop though, R&B or disco
Reggae or calypso, that's playin in my radio
It's that funk yes, won't settle for less
Sheeit, I must be blessed, now check it out
[W.C. and Coolio]
Get on up on that funk
And may
Disappointed Lyrics
How many times have you told me that you'll get things done? And how many times have I seen you with empty hands? Why is it always so fucking hard to keep a promise? How should I ever trust you when... ...you disappoint me! You disappoint me! Again and again! How many times have I stood alone waiting for you? And how many times have I walked away deserted? I don't need your explainations they mean nothing to me I
be you'll feel betterHow many times have you told me that you'll get things done? And how many times have I seen you with empty hands? Why is it always so fucking hard to keep a promise? How should I ever trust you when... ...you disappoint me! You disappoint me! Again and again! How many times have I stood alone waiting for you? And how many times have I walked away deserted? I don't need your explainations they mean nothing to me I
(repeat 2X)
[W.C.]
Check it out
Now turn up your radio, EQ the stereo
I'm glad that y'all could make it to rock with the Maad Circle
And this is a preview, somethin to move to
Listen to groove to, I hope I don't lose you
Now I am the miracle, some say I'm spiritual
But I'm from the ghetto what? I live off Imperial
Dip dab smacked in the heart of South Central
I might make it out (why?) cause I got potential
I ain't livin by protocol, cross me you're sure to fall
Another sucker, sippin on some Eightball
Left by the wayside, run but you can't hide (yeah)
Call it foolish, but I got the funky ride
Now hear what I'm sayin (yup) You might think I'm playin
Been rappin so long, some say I need a vacation
Emcees wanna be me, some girls wanna skeeze me
But I play the back, cause I'm scared of A-I-D, S
to the next paragraph I must move on
Anytime you cry, i opened up my eyes When i see you smile, it turns into light anytime you're there what's forever for When i see you fly, coming down the floor Don't you believe me don't you realize I'm loosing my mind in the sea of life all what you're dreaming for you're trust goes by the island earth, a fortress of lies blown by the winds from deep within' over the thin line, silence in sin you can never feed the
[W.C. and Coolio]
Get on up on that funk
And maybe you'll feel better
(repeat 2X)
..
"Coo, Coolio! Show em what's on the mic!"
[Coolio]
I love the funk, and the funk loves me so
I'm stuck to the funk and I won't let go
Ain't no mountain high or valley ever deep enough
to keep me away from the rhythm of the funky stuff
I know who I am, and Sam I ain't
I'll never fake the funk, I won't cause I cain't
Crazy Toones on the fader, kinda like Funk Vader
On tape like great, dominate the record player
So Dub (whattup?) Won't you step to the front
and give the real meanin of the word funk
[W.C.]
What's my meanin of the word funk?
Well let me give a demonstration
Minority Alliance of Anti Discrimination
In other words, an organization of my homeboys
stealin from the rich and famous
chorus i get it done make it one make it two make it three right before it happens make it four make it five make it 6 7 8 9 ten come on motherfucka we can do it again repeat See i aint never had shit but my strife and my game and my life and all thems is just hand downs from my granddaddy lidvens for them whose black folks ever came to here to steal and hustling food stamps for that nine to 4 caddy<
Cause neither one of us forgot where we came from
Cause when you sellout, you're out, and we don't want ya back
Nigga playin both sides, I gotta peel his cap
Cause one thing the Circle ain't down with and that's
all these bourgeoise negroes, better known as COWARDS
Huh, sick of society, approval they try so hard
with your brand new cars
Try to fit in with the upper class, but the upper class
was a mask, and they LAUGHIN AT YO' ASS
That's why I'm down with the M.A.A.D. Circle
But still keepin it Low Pro, workin for the po' folks
So everybody watch your back
I'm like the spook who sat by the door with a gat yo
(I know you can funk these words to the letter
Get up on the funk and maybe you'll feel better, yo)
[W.C. and Coolio]
Get on up on that funk
And maybe you'll feel better
(repeat 4X)