Ain't a Damn Thang Changed
WC and the Maad Circle lyrics
WC and the Maad Circle lyrics
"Ghetto Serenade Lyrics"
Solid State Lyrics
Live for the cause pain dies for Deems real the shadows of the door Set falls thru the halls of time There dwells landfill's crime You ask how ? Solid State ! Kill for the need sick lost time Pidgeons falling to ground Bury graves fill beyond lies Deep bruise falling to die You ask how ? Solid State ! Rot around pray their coming for you The one to die predecessor Taking the
Live for the cause pain dies for Deems real the shadows of the door Set falls thru the halls of time There dwells landfill's crime You ask how ? Solid State ! Kill for the need sick lost time Pidgeons falling to ground Bury graves fill beyond lies Deep bruise falling to die You ask how ? Solid State ! Rot around pray their coming for you The one to die predecessor Taking the
(Gee, I wonder who this poem is about?)
[ VERSE 1: W.C. ]
Back in the days when I was tryin to come up in the rap game
Livin like a [???], bustlin spare change
Drivin a bucket, livin in a shack
Tryin to make the best out of what I had, usin a pen and pad
There was this girlie that I wanted to get with
Who never gave me no play, because I wasn't rollin
She said I was too ghetto, and that a brother from the ghetto
Couldn't give her nothin but hard times and trouble
But bein I was young and dumb
And just thinkin bout the putang, had me sprung
I used to play myself late at night goin over her house, drinkin 40s
Standin on the front porch singin oldies
And even though her father used to run me away
I used to creep around the side and hit the backgate
Up here in the land of the hot-dog stand The atom bomb and the Good Humor Man We think our South American neighbors are grand We love 'em to beat the band South America, baba-loo, baba-loo, ay-ee-eh, baba-loo One favor you can do, ay-ee-eh, you can do You beautiful lands below Don't know what you began To put it plainly, I'm tired of shakin' To that Pan-American plan Take back your Samba, ay!, your Rumba, ay!
And it went this way
[ CHORUS ]
You've got somethin that keeps my head in a spin
You've got somethin that makes me wanna give in
You've got somethin that turns my head all around
You've got somethin that takes me all down
[ VERSE 2: W.C. ]
I used to ask her all the time, "Yo, why do you play me?"
It shouldn't matter that I didn't drive a Mercedes
She said that I was probably only good for makin babies
And my physical appearance makes me look crazy
She said that, "You look like you bang, or maybe even slang
And if you wanna be with me, you gotta rearrange"
But I wasn't bout to get a flattop or go in a suit
And come back in a new BM(W)
She said her parents
Day Tripper Lyrics
GOT A GOOD REASON FOR TAKING THE EASY WAY OUT GOT A GOOD REASON FOR TAKING THE EASY WAY OUT NOW SHE WAS A DAY TRIPPER ONE WAY TICKET YEAH! IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO FIND OUT AND I FOUND OUT SHE?S A BIG TEASER SHE TOOK ME HALF THE WAY THERE SHE?S A BIG TEASER SHE TOOK ME HALF THE WAY THERE NOW SHE WAS A DAY TRIPPER!... TRIED TO PLEASE HER SHE ONLY PLAYED ONE NIGHT STANDS
wouldn't approve of the way that I looked, seeGOT A GOOD REASON FOR TAKING THE EASY WAY OUT GOT A GOOD REASON FOR TAKING THE EASY WAY OUT NOW SHE WAS A DAY TRIPPER ONE WAY TICKET YEAH! IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO FIND OUT AND I FOUND OUT SHE?S A BIG TEASER SHE TOOK ME HALF THE WAY THERE SHE?S A BIG TEASER SHE TOOK ME HALF THE WAY THERE NOW SHE WAS A DAY TRIPPER!... TRIED TO PLEASE HER SHE ONLY PLAYED ONE NIGHT STANDS
"And plus you got nothin to give me
You wanna get laid? You gotta keep me paid"
That's when she lost me, man, cause I ain't payin for the ying-yang
And even though I'm feelin bad
I feel like this: I can't miss what I never had
So I gave it a last shot, and right before I walked away
I hit her with the Ghetto Serenade
[ CHORUS ]
A few years later, now my dues are paid up
I got a record out, now I'm rollin in big bucks
Flyin all around the world, meetin many girls
Everywhere that I go, and makin rap videos
And signin autographs the other day
I looked up, and guess who was comin my way?
The same old girl who never gave me no rhythm
But this time standin in the middle of five child
Toast amp Bananas Lyrics
Do you wanna know what i think of you? 'cause you're not the way i thought you should be Do take back what you said It's time to fix, it's time to fix your head And now all alone, one's less than two I've never been better off living lonely To listen to what you say I couldn't care less of what you say What did you think of me acting
renDo you wanna know what i think of you? 'cause you're not the way i thought you should be Do take back what you said It's time to fix, it's time to fix your head And now all alone, one's less than two I've never been better off living lonely To listen to what you say I couldn't care less of what you say What did you think of me acting
She done got fat, and now she's lookin like the cookie monster to me
Walkin around with the saggy booty
And runnin that drag about how I done matured so much
And why I haven't kept in touch?
I started laughin in her face, cause to me it was funny
Now she wanted me for my money
So I turned my back to her, and I walked away
Leavin her singin the Ghetto Serenade
And here's what she had to say:
[ CHORUS ]
Hey Dub, man, what's up, man?
You done got these braids off your head
Got rid of those khaki pants
Man, you sure have matured, man
How about gettin your telephone number?
...what's up with that, man?
Just cause I wasn't givin you no rhythm, that wasn't my fault, man
Lookin so good, man...