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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tech N9ne
Tech N9ne
Performer
Joey Cool
Joey Cool
Vocals
King Iso
King Iso
Vocals
DJ DOC
DJ DOC
Background Vocals
Sean Tyler
Sean Tyler
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Cherrington
Adam Cherrington
Songwriter
Aaron D. Yates
Aaron D. Yates
Songwriter
Taven Johnson
Taven Johnson
Songwriter
Tarrel C. Gulledge
Tarrel C. Gulledge
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Wyshmaster
Wyshmaster
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Hold up, wait a minute before you start stretchin' jaw
If I ever want a good word, never be electing y'all
Seek a reverend's paw to be at your beck and call
Hella good, we don't need you're Deffenbaugh
[Verse 1]
You ain't got no waste management, so Yates vanishes away
No habla Spanish, shit ta say when your hate damages a day
You do enough hurtin' because you a fuck person, git little with the fake panic is ya cray
Why you gotta spray the planet wit the grey, the way you comin satanic is a nay, hey
What did the chatty patty call me? A flyin' Kansan. The way I get up out it, I am movin' and I am dancin'
Get a tub of water fa throwin ya lyin pants in, he wanna bring it to me, ya honor, Bryan Cranston
Gen 3, 50 caliber my expansion, ask me who did it, you gotta know, I ain't answerin'
You though never get another lyin' chance, when I tell all my killas come and getchu like I am Manson
Hold up, like I got my nose up, I don't wanna listen to the petty exposure
Close ya mouth, ya 'bout to get rolled up, don't wanna be in the vicinity when it blows up
I win and I been that blessed, won't let you come around and begin that stress
Ain't a friend or a kin that can mend that yet, you bet I am Wess and I ain't in that mess
[Chorus]
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
[Verse 2]
They act like I walked it before I could crawl
I know they watchin', they waitin', they pray on my fall
Claiming they already called it, but I don't recall
Keep it, who it's between, don't throw me the ball
You and them all, my name is Paul!
Everybody switched up, how am involved, man, it gotta be a mix up
Don't nobody call, but you hopin' that it picks up
Wanna push weight, well, you gotta getcha bricks up
Lemme put the kicks up
Wild when I kick dust, you is not around, how is y'all on that slick stuff
See 'cause what I found every time that it gets tough
The weakest one is prolly gonna drown or they get stuck
Gon homie, get buck!
[Verse 3]
I ain't one to gossip but I'm hearin' some imposters out here talkin' and it kinda got disorderly
Everybody talk about who out here up and poppin and that's word to Matty Phoenix, who recordin' me
You can check the numbers that we doin' and the units steady movin' tune into it homie quarterly
And anyone opposing me another goal to me, I'm holdin' on to everything that took ahold of me
[Verse 4]
Oh, the barbarity
Extraordinarily
Nowadays if I don't know ya, I ain't rollin' with it, only with familiarity
And anyone approaching me, if you ain't who you 'posed to be, I'm lookin at you warily
And this is how it is temporarily, rarity, for the clarity
[Chorus]
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)
And that’s between y’all
[Verse 5]
Gotta keep it moving a hundred miles every minute
Them crackers can't wait till 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
They speaking of Emmett Porter Smith out and I'm willing
To let the Wesson catch him and stretch his mouth like he bending
Feel like fuck the rap game, throw the towel and I'm finished
**** acting like we all good, now we're pretending
[Verse 6]
Homie don't nobody really give a fuck about a **** tryna take over the family, they ain't with that mission
Is that everybody smilin' in my face, but they gonna be the reason that I catch another case when I kill 'em
**** 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 **** wanna take a percentage
I don't be giving a fuck, like I ain't been laid in a dip
But these **** only carin' about the play if they in it
Hold up, wait a minute, do we play a game just to win it?
Need a vacation from ****, I'm basically driven
All the hits across the net that I done made like it's tennis
But still in the hood like mechanics, done 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 toe, yeah I stay in the trenches
I'm still broke, better pay me with interest
Bring the wolves out when you dangle your riches
Bitch ****, 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, ****
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
Written by: Aaron D. Yates, Adam Cherrington, Johnson Taven Eric, Tarrel C. Gulledge, Taven Johnson
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