Wess Paul Bennett Tech N9ne, Joey Cool & King Iso
"Wess Paul Bennett" is a hip-hop track by Tech N9ne, Joey Cool, and King Iso, released in 2021. The song showcases themes of resilience, individuality, and the struggles of life. Its unique elements include rapid-fire verses and intricate wordplay, highlighting the artists' lyrical prowess. The track resonates with fans for its authentic expression and has contributed to the ongoing evolution of the genre. #HipHop
[Intro: Tech N9ne]
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
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
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
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
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
[Verse 1: Tech N9ne]
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
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
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