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and small
Some of them stink, but there's some you don't notice at all
No no no no...
 
[Chorus:]
Rikki Dee, I'm the one at the W.C (Rikki Dee)
Work all
fleas

I'm watching cartoons and eating little candy
And everybody here wants to be like me
Walking on the sidewalk with W.C. Handy
And all
little candy
And everybody here wants to be like me
Walking on the sidewalk with W.C. Handy
And all the little people turn their heads
To see
I'm
W.C, ya better duck, nigga, fuck me, you're out of luck, nigga
This is Los Angeles, this is Los Angeles

I was raised in the hood called what the fuck,
[voice over]
The threat to the world is not over.
As we speak, our futures in grave danger

Ice cube, Mack 10 and W.C. are...MASTERS OF GANGSTERIZM.
(C.W. McCall, B. Fries, C. Davis)
From the album Wilderness

[C.W. clears his throat.]
Roy. By C.W. McCall.

[The only musical instrument heard is
W-see-A-D, 
W-see-A-D, 
W-see-A-D, 

Help the radio. 
Whatever sounds you like, 
The music plays all night, 
You can find it all, 

On your radio
Sixteen, clumsy and shy 
I went to London and I 
I booked myself in at the why...W.C.A. 
I said : "I like it here - can I stay ? 
I like it here - can I
M-a-r-y-h-o-w-c-o-u-l-d-y-o-u-b-e-s-o-c-r-u-e-l-t-o-m-e-m-y love
M-a-r-y-h-o-w-c-o-u-l-d-y-o-u-b-e-s-o-c-r-u-e-l-t-o-m-e-m-y love
Yes the W-S to the see
Westside!
Westside niggaz
Fuck everybody that used to be down
That ain't down no mo
y'all niggaz ain't from the best side
y'all
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis)

From the album Wilderness

Come along and sing
A song you knew before
Come along and sing
Once more

Come
love and green stamps
W.C. Fields with Mae West in your eyes
They say every clock's a blunt instrument
Crushing the skull
But you've got a vise to rest
Put on my blue suede shoes
And I boarded the plane
Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues
In the middle of the pouring rain
W.C. Handy,
(C.W. McCall, Bill Fries, Chip Davis)

dumb da-da-dah dumb da-da-dah dumb da-da-dah dumb-dumb
Dumb da-da-dah dumb da-da-dah dumb da-da-dah da-da-da
Profile 
(W.C.'s in the house) 
And that big ballin' ass nigga named King T 
Dj Pooh, and the niggas that's droppin' bombs on your ass
When it was take-the-piss time
I'm no egghead
But I'm an ex-worker man
W.C.-hero friend - and not water closet!

There's a barrier between writer
Ah yeah, ha ha!
W.D.C.T., talk radio
With the sounds that shake them bones
'Cause we're bringing you the funk, the whole funk,
And nothin' but
Put on my blue suede shoes
And I boarded the plane
Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues
In the middle of the pouring rain
W.C. Handy,
with no common sense
Hip hop started in the west
Ice cube bailing through the east without a vest

[W.C]
Now as I look to my riznight and to my left
with no common sense
Hip Hop started in the west
Ice Cube bailin' through the east without a vest

[W.C]
Now as I look to my riz-right and to my
on the wall
It says three minutes to midnight
Faith is blind when we're so near
Phar Lap floating in a jar
Seas full of submarines, A.W.A.C.'s like flies
plan
Make a stash of cash, buy my old home back
Throw the mayor in the sea, win the W.C.W.

Let all the people get to know they can come and go
Put on my blue suede shoes and I boarded the plane
Touched down in the land of the delta blues
In the middle of the pouring rain
W.C. Handy, won't
[ VERSE 1: W.C. ]
Yo Aladdin, make sure my microphone is on
No wait a minute - hm-hm, now let me check my tone
(Before I start rockin) Yo, what
like you"
Everybody laughs as if it's the old man's standard joke
But it's true
We're only welcome for our drink and smoke

W.C. Handy I'm rich

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