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Wess Paul Bennett
Tech N9ne feat. Joey Cool & King Iso
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Hold up, wait a minute before you start stretching jaw
If I ever want a good word, never be electing y'all
See your reverends Paul to be at your beck and call
Hella good, we don't need your Deffenbaugh
You ain't got no waste management so Yates vanishes away
No hable Spanish shit to say
When your hate damages a day
You do enough hurting because you a fuck person
You little with the fake panic, is you cray?
Why you gotta spray the planet with the gray
The way you come in satanic is a nay (hey!)
What does the chatty patty call me, a flying cans
And the way I get up out it, I am moving, and I am dancing
Get a tub of water for throwing your lyin' pants in
You wanna bring it to me your honor, Bryan Cranston
Gen 3, .50 caliber my expansion
Ask me who did it, you gotta know I ain't answering (you though)
Never get another lying chance
When I tell all my killers come and get you like I am Manson
Hold up, like I got my nose up
I don't wanna listen to the petty exposure
Close your mouth, you're 'bout to get rolled up
Don't wanna be in the vicinity when it blows up
I win and I been that blast (yeah)
Why won't you come around and begin that stress?
Ain't a friend or a kin that can mend that yet
You can bet I am Wess and I ain't in that mess
You tryna dump on me galore, I see
Nobody you know can hit ignore like me
One thing I have to say before I flee
I am Wess (Wess, Wess, Wess, Wess) and I'm not in that mess
You tryna dump on me galore, I see
Nobody you know can hit ignore like me
One thing I have to say before I flee
I am Wess (Wess, Wess, Wess, Wess) and I'm not in that mess
They act like I walked it before I could crawl (before I could crawl)
I know they watchin' and waiting, they pray on my fall (they pray on my fall)
Claiming they already called it, but I don't recall (but I don't recall)
Keepin' who was between 'em, throw me the ball
You and 'em all, my name is Paul (Paul)
Everybody switched up, how am I involved?
Bet there gotta be a mix up, don't nobody call
But you're hopin' that it picks up
Wanna push weight, well, you gotta get your bricks up
(Let me put the kicks up), why, when it kicked us
You was not around, how was y'all on the slick stuff?
Sick is what I found every time that I get some
The rookies from the project they probably gonna drown, or they get stuck
(Go homie, get buck), I ain't the one to gossip, but I'm hearing
Some my posse started talking and they kinda got disorderly
Everybody talk about do I do ever pop in
And they swore they met it, feeling still recordin' me
You can check the numbers I've been doing
And the units steady moving turned into a homie into a quarterly
And then they want their paws on me, another goal to me
And holdin' onto everything that took a hold of me (ah)
Hoard of barbarity (rah, rah), act so ordinarily (rah, rah)
Nowadays if I don't know you, I ain't rollin' with it
Only with familiarity (rah, rah)
And anyone approachin' me, if you ain't who you 'pose to be
I'm looking at you properly (rah, rah)
And this is how it is temporarily (rah, rah), rarity, for the clarity
You tryna dump on me galore, I see
Nobody you know can hit ignore like me
One thing I have to say before I flee
I am Paul (Paul, Paul, Paul, Paul) and that's between y'all
You tryna dump on me galore, I see
Nobody you know can hit ignore like me
One thing I have to say before I flee
I am Paul (Paul, Paul, Paul, Paul) (you niggas, man) and that's between y'all
Gotta keep it moving a hundred miles every minute
Them crackers can't wait 'til I drown like Emmett
And the industry is full of fucking clowns but I been it
When I tag 'em, ain't talkin' a profile and their gimmick
And speaking of Emmett Porter Smith out, and I'm willing to
Let the Wesson catch him and stretch him out like he bending
Feel like fuck the rap game, throw the towel, and I'm finished
Niggas acting like we all good, now we're pretending
Homie don't nobody really give a fuck about a nigga
Tryna take care of their family, like that they ain't with the mission
Is that everybody smilin' in my face, but they gonna be the reason
That I catch another case when I kill 'em
Niggas talk behind my back but in my face it be different
Thought that it was really love, but it be hate they be sending
When life give me lemons, I'll be lemonading 'em in it
Catch a battery if niggas want to take a percentage
Thought I'd be giving a fuck, like I ain't been laid in a bit
But these niggas only carin' 'bout the play if they in it
Hold up, wait a minute, don't we play a game just to win it?
Need a vacation from niggas, I'm basically trippin'
All the hits across the net that I done made like it's tennis
But still in the hood like mechanics, to make me some chicken?
Like the diamonds in my chain, I'ma stay independent
These days real and fake don't make any difference
But to the game, I done made a commitment
Like it's babed up, but they really bitches
Big coat, yeah, I stay in the trenches
I'm still broke, better pay me with interest
Bring the wolves out when you dangle yo' riches
Bitch nigga, you can get a halo for Christmas
Had my dogs pull up to your place with a biscuit
When it's all said and done my name will be Bennett, nigga
You tryna dump on me galore, I see
Nobody you know can hit ignore like me
One thing I have to say before I flee
I am Bennett (Bennett, Bennett, Bennett, Bennett) I'm Bennett and I ain't in it
You tryna dump on me galore, I see
Nobody you know can hit ignore like me
One thing I have to say before I flee
I am Bennett (Bennett, Bennett, Bennett, Bennett) I'm Bennett and I ain't in it
Tell 'em where we at, y'all
We're at Compton
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