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Wess Paul Bennett

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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 s**t to say

When your hate damages a day

You do enough hurting because you a f*ck 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 f*****g 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 f*ck 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 f*ck about a n***a

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, n***a

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

Wess Paul Bennett de Tech N9ne/Joey Cool/King Iso - Letras y Covers