Westside Connection lyrics

Westside Connection lyrics

"Call 9-1-1 lyrics"

Weird Horses lyrics
See See what I wanna find I can find it by myself But I feel I feel like I recognize what I see in someone else When I feel like I'm fucked up I don't know if the stars have been stuck up and somewhere behind time has snuck up Why Why is a friend of mine He reminds me of you so So why Why should I recognize what my thoughts are gonna grow When I feel like I'm fucked up If I feel like the stars


[Chorus - Ice Cube]
This right here is considered a banger
Delivered With anger, your life is in danger
Beware of them strangers, holdin' them flamers
Them naggers were swagger, cuz they keep it gangsta

[Verse 1 - Ice Cube]
Just face it, I blaze shit
Yo shit is basic, my shit is matrix
Make you erase shit
Niggaz won't say shit, but DJs you ain't shit
Cuz you don't play shit, unless it's that gay shit
I'm straight off the slave ship, my style is ancient
I'm rich and I'm famous, I'm on, I'm dangerous
I came wit that language, it's mad, it's brainless
You study at Cambridge, I'm fuckin' yo main bitch
Plus my ebonics is full, of gin and tonic, erotic
Yeah you got it, hypnotic, plus I got it, brrr
After nine eleven niggaz got patriotic
On nine twelve I'm like fuck it nigga blaze the chronic

[Hook - Ice Cube]
Call nine eleven, then call your reverand
Paralysed lyrics
Catch me, in another dream, I'm pulled away, Hold me, gently take me through another day. However hard I try, I crawl when I should fly. I wander through my days, Pulled a million ways. Help me feel the forces I can't touch, I'm reaching out. Help me learn, until I know too much, I'm still without. These circles pulling me near, Hold me in my fear. And sleeping I can't hide, I'm paralysed inside. Paralysed.
Then call heaven, here I come lord
Live by the gun, die by the gun
A eye for an eye when you live and die by this war

[Chorus - Ice Cube]
This right here is considered a banger
Delivered With anger, your life is in danger
Beware of them strangers, holdin' them flamers
Them naggers were swagger, cuz they keep it gangsta

[Verse 2 - Mack 10]
Yeah, now it's the mornin' after the night I just rolled
9-1-1 ain't a area code it's a gangsta mode
And I'm still in amazement on how I put it down
Emptied round after round rat-tat-tat was the sound
Now understand the situation, it was urgent
We, handeled this emergency urgently
I can't just have no nigga out there just workin' me, jerkin' me
Talkin' all kind of shit, dishin dirt on me, shit
He was a local nigga sheisty and didn't wanna pay up
So I got dressed in all black and loaded the K up
And all I could think about is revenge as
Torn To Pieces lyrics
Out to find the truth Behind the myth of Man eating man Finding bodies tied Up to a stake You cannot understand Filled with ignorance You watch them eat your friends Ask for evidence A hook right through your tits Torn to pieces Trying to escape They torture you by Cutting off your cock When you're dead They'll feast upon your flesh Your brains they'll Eat and chop Pray if you want Pathetic rancid cunt Face reality Death your final plea
I lit the J up
And even though it was late night, I still fucked his whole day up
It was child's play, the youngster took me for a joke
Not knowin' Mack a maniac and I love the gun smoke
Make sparks in my barrel, shit flew through his apparel
Stupid motherfucker lost his life over dinero

[Hook - Ice Cube]
Call nine eleven, then call your reverand
Then call heaven, here I come lord
Live by the gun, die by the gun
A eye for an eye when you live and die by this war

[Chorus - Ice Cube]
This right here is considered a banger
Delivered With anger, your life is in danger
Beware of them strangers, holdin' them flamers
Them naggers were swagger, cuz they keep it gangsta

[Verse 3 - WC]
It ain't safe no fuckin' mo'
I swear on everything I love, my hood, my momma, my soul
This motherfuckin' Dub, is hall of bang nigga, I claim nigga
Like PCP to the brain, it's like k
Bad 'n' Ruin lyrics
mother don't you recognize your son coming home, yeah yeah getting home, 'cause I failed you, mother I'll be there in the mornin' if you have me back the rent up here is much too high for a room without a tap a room without a tap I'll be early in the morning and I'll find my way back home back home bad 'n' ruin with my tail between my legs tail between my legs and I'll be so tired I'll be so tired, now listen I'll be early tomorrow morning and I'll fa
l runnin my fame nigga
White lightnin' I'm sippin', snickerin', slippin' the crip
And like a fiend, I tremble, shiver and them blow your doam to smitherens
Act up, no actor, starch crease ragger
Dick harder than viagra, Dub push your ick backwards
Connect alumni, but the gun high
Bloods and crips and when we touch down we turn niggaz hoods 'til the guy
says grip
Squeeze lead, to the y'all dead, cuz I'm fucked up in the can and I
Fuck a bitch over whether she can blew or all red
The industry most hated, nigga get at us, we ready, Dub, Mack and Cube
Like Saddam, Bin Laden and no jag in the Chevy
Back again, momma there go that man again
Grab the gun, them niggaz on one
Call 9-1-1

[Chorus - Ice Cube]
This right here is considered a banger
Delivered With anger, your life is in danger
Beware of them strangers, holdin' them flamers
Them naggers were swagger, cuz they keep it gangsta
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