J Wess Project lyrics

J Wess Project lyrics

"Bang This lyrics"

Who's Leading You Now lyrics
Stand back keep away I'm not giving up my soul today Evil men trying to eat at me Is there a lesson to be learned Another night another damn fright I'm holding on to my head If they look like dead and act like dead... Well dead shouldn't walk in my house Calling my name, begging my brains Inviting me in, making me one of them I'd rather tear my heart out I don't wanna gi


J-W, E- DOUBLE S
Dont We Double Best
Tracks Tear Holes In Ya Bubble Vests
Trouble..Yes..when ya hear tha words
Bang this from the city til im near the 'burbs

[Hook (Kulaia & J Wess)]
Bang This In Da Club
(Imma spray the joint)
And If u wanna get loud
(you gotta play this joint)
No Dress Code, No Guest Lists, No Charge
(A small change, but i must stress this, im so LAARGE!)
Bang This In Da Club
(Imma spray the joint)
And If u wanna get loud
(you cant fade the joint)
And yo, this is for tha wannabe riders with no cars
I'd be just like you if i wasnt so LAARGE!

[Verse 1 (MC Digga)]
Id bet you'd like to know what happens when the lights go off
the mic go off, dont even try to fight the force
Im tryin to lock it down globally like microsoft
You're A Liar lyrics
You said it's time to get together Stop the fight You're always saying that two wrongs Don't make a right But as you're throwing down the sword You pick the knife up And you stab me in the back You're a liar You're a liar You're a liar You're a liar I never did believe A single word you say Your kind of promises Won't see the light of day But as you're promising the earth You turn around and then Y
Blaze tracks, but ive never been the type to floss
Wipe the floors with fake ass rappers, they aint moving the crowd
i showed you before, plus im proving it now (and smoothing it out)
I still bring the ruckus to this and while you home on the couch (i stay up in the mix)
you got a bad attitude, thats something to fix
Im gettin love from ya crew, coz they be pumpin my dick
think nothing of this, i could do it my sleep YA FEEL
so while you non-talent muhfuckers keep shit real
i keep shit still to stay on point, till im paid the oint
Bangin the club, my lyrics spray the joint
keep the dance floor wet so you can get ya slide on
so why track this hit, watch me get my glide on

[Hook]

[Verse 2 (MC Digga)]
Check my comand of the english language its expansive
at a club with drink bars, new kicks, new chicks to dance with
thats not my most of operandi, understand, I
redefine the role of the villian, respect the bad guy
Award winning sentences, acclaimed critical lyrical
Most of ya'll just spit generical references
Its very circuitous, 360 degrees in fact
breeze through ya down and leave with my steeds in tact
with ease i rap, you chopping mad takes for a verse
bullshit punches, my hunches, you should wait and rehearse
stop i heard the hot shit and your not it
you need to cop this, steady drop this, heavy rock shit
its over, HUH, ya'll aint heard, im the deacon of words
freaking the verb, while you speaking absurd
take some decent reserve, with foot soldiers with balls big as boulders
to move obstacles so save your acting for the movie

[Hook]

[Verse
When I Kissed The Teacher lyrics
Everybody screamed when I kissed the teacher And they must have thought they dreamed when I kissed the teacher All my friends at school They had never seen the teacher blush, he looked like a fool Nearly petrified ?cos he was taken by surprise When I kissed the teacher Couldn?t quite believe his eyes, when I kissed the teacher My whole class went wild As I held my breath, the world stood still, bu
3 (MC Digga)]

Yo rapping is dead, i dont spit, i flow
flip the script, nahh, stick to the shit you know
the clique you owe, and dick you blow belong to me
got ya shit on to me, my word is Bond like Sean Connery
Ladies still feel me when im 75
point oh 9 with no license, still ready to drive
I study the vibe, its like that R&B classic, track shit
rappers act spastic, when i flash hits
So merge ya words with virgin herbs
aint my function, dont wanna keep the peace, i'd rather punch em
Straight hard hits of the target, im never sprayin
came in here with my fist in ya mouth, so what u saying
I aint claimed the shit, you haters stay on the dick
all you do is talk about us, naysayin the clique, im saying ya sick
gastro interitis and all that flowing tight as the format

[Hook]