W.C. Lyrics
W.C. Lyrics
"Survival Of The Fittest (featuring Dre'sta & Young Shane) Lyrics"
His Story Lyrics
(Dallas Austin) Yo, this is a story of a male female threat to society You know being misjudged and not respected for what we are But I want to send this special shout out to my girl Tawana Brawley Cause no matter what we say or what we do They'll always believe his story (ow) Chorus: His story (yeahee, yeahee, yeahee) Hist story (ow) They're gonna believe His story His story Why does i
(Dallas Austin) Yo, this is a story of a male female threat to society You know being misjudged and not respected for what we are But I want to send this special shout out to my girl Tawana Brawley Cause no matter what we say or what we do They'll always believe his story (ow) Chorus: His story (yeahee, yeahee, yeahee) Hist story (ow) They're gonna believe His story His story Why does i
[W.C.]
Uh, dat's riir, niir!
Back once again, it's Dub C: the shadiest
Introducing ya'll to the newest members of my clique:
Young Shane, wit Young Hogs, Dre'sta the Gangsta
and we are: Bandana Swangin' Productions (Yo, Toones!)
Can you feel this realness? Nothin' can save ya
From the school full of big tails, Dickies and Ben Davis
The one and only witta chrome pistole
For those who don't know me: Bandana Swangin' Parole
Dub witta capital 3rd letter
Down for whatever, whenever takin' the berettas to bangin' for cheddar
Forever bailin' in my overalls and work- (?)
Breakin' jaws
Dre'sta the Gangsta, Dub C and the Young Hogs
[Young Shane]
It's the young Desperado! My model is to bang foe the hood,
bring the pain foe the hood, cuz it's all tooted good
On the reala, a young killa, a young thrilla, mashin'
the enemy goes down for (?) scrilla
In the name of Satan We'll acheive our goal With the blessings of Hades We'll outlive our role Through the power of Hellfire We will gather our strength With the blood of mere mortals Our thirst will be quenched In the name of Satan Great things can be done Through the lore of the demons Satan's song can be sung Gather around my Legions For in time you'll see Mortals screaming for mercy At the
All ridas creepin' about to getcha
It's the same, loc, don't get it twisted when I bail through
One Bandana Swangin' wit bottles on both sides
Chorus:
Survival of the fittest and we wit this
Who wanna witness? All my rides wit hustle handle their business (?)
Survival of the fittest and we wit this
Who wanna witness? All my ladies wit hustle handle their business (?)
Survival of the fittest and we wit this
Who wanna witness? Real rides, be wise and handle your business
Survival of the fittest and we wit this
Who wanna witness? Bandana Swangin' [be bangin' and bringin' their business]
[Dre'sta]
Mic check, 1, 2, what you bustas wan' do or gon' do?
Now that real rides are upon you. I warned you and alarmed you!
The bandanas will be swangin' when we swarm through, was born to!
[Cap to mak
Heading West Lyrics
I drop my hat To a restless wind This time I'm not gonna chase it again In a jigsaw dream with soft spoken words I woke up crying and no one heard You're looking through me like I never was real You say you love me but you won't let me feel So I'm gonna take a chance this time I'm gonna find myself some place where I can heal And I'm heading west Without a sad goodbye And I'm heading west I'm like a letter
e the minds of all remainin' (?)] I drop my hat To a restless wind This time I'm not gonna chase it again In a jigsaw dream with soft spoken words I woke up crying and no one heard You're looking through me like I never was real You say you love me but you won't let me feel So I'm gonna take a chance this time I'm gonna find myself some place where I can heal And I'm heading west Without a sad goodbye And I'm heading west I'm like a letter
Make these girls and the thugs in the club dance.
Dre'sta the Gangsta makin' you bang your head and bounce
Shout from the West to East, Midwest and Dirty South!
Dub C, my niir, yeah
Young Hogs born to thug wit me and Muggs
and Green Bug California Love, homie (?) chases only,
women upon me, never phony, get it lonely, you can ride upon me
Lyrically fictive (?) be the loc'est
whack rappers claiming' dat they're the dopest
When hopeless brothers be the brokest
Saddest song dat you ever heard
Shinin some light on all you bustas like the Ghetto bird!
And that's (?)
Chorus:
[W.C.]
Ugh! Ah, Good Evening! Do not attempt to adjust your radio!
Ain't nuttin' wrong, we have taken control to bring you the special show:
Bandana Swangin'! Who me? Huh, I'm known as Dub C alias the shadiest one.
Ey, Dre'sta, what you got?
Finished With You Lyrics
look at you - you're such a sight to see do you know what you think or who you want to be? you bring me down with negativity you've got a lot to say, but no credibility [Chorus] do you think you left me broken hearted? you should know that it's not so easy to do i always try to finish what i've started all i know is that i'm finished with you i bet you'll tell me what you're thinking of me but i don'
[Dre'sta]look at you - you're such a sight to see do you know what you think or who you want to be? you bring me down with negativity you've got a lot to say, but no credibility [Chorus] do you think you left me broken hearted? you should know that it's not so easy to do i always try to finish what i've started all i know is that i'm finished with you i bet you'll tell me what you're thinking of me but i don'
I got a slug foe every mug dat wanna look at me evil
And got a clutch foe all fake thugs and scandalous people.
If you test Dre it's suicide. Lyrical drive by
Makin' sure you suckas die. Only ya bye-bye (?)
And the moves (?) of the 5-0 got rappers study
And us gangstas like revival since my arrival.
And roll wit hogs dat get it's on, raw and ball till we fall
And revolve all broads to (??)
[W.C.]
From the land of the scandalous, sho dogs and locs
I represent the chronic (?) and smashes of gun smoke.
For this box Regal to Martinis (?) sippers on a do low
3 time felons, double eye for [strinkin' pulo (?)], you know
The shadiest, shadiest wanted ‘em all but call
Dub C the Ghetto manifesto, still standin' tall
Bandana Swangin' till the wheels fall off
And all my momma bear the realest niirs to ever lay ya'll
Chorus: [2x]