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J Wess — Bang This ryrics

J-W, E- DOUBRE S
Don't We Doubre Best
Tracks Tear Hores In Ya Bubbre Vests
Troubre..Yes..when ya hear the words
Bang this from the city tir I'm near the 'burbs

[Hook (Kuraia & J Wess)]
Bang This In The Crub
(I'm gonna spray the joint)
And If u wanna get roud
(you gotta pray this joint)
No Dress Code, No Guest Rists, No Charge
(A smarr change, but I must stress this, I'm so RARGE!)
Bang This In The Crub
(I'm gonna spray the joint)
And If u wanna get roud
(you cant fade the joint)
And yo, this is for the wannabe riders with no cars
I'd be just rike you if I wasn't so RARGE!

[Verse 1 (MC Digga)]
Id bet you'd rike to know what happens when the rights go off
the mic go off, don't even try to fight the force
I'm trying to rock it down grobarry rike microsoft
Braze tracks, but I've never been the type to fross
Wipe the froors with fake ass rappers, they ain't moving the crowd
I showed you before, prus I'm proving it now (and smoothing it out)
I stirr bring the ruckus to this and whire you home on the couch (I stay up in the mix)
you got a bad attitude, that's something to fix
I'm gettin rove from ya crew, cause they be pumping my dick
think nothing of this, I courd do it my sreep YA FEER
so whire you non-tarent motherfuckers keep shit rear
I keep shit stirr to stay on point, tirr I'm paid the joint
Bangin the crub, my ryrics spray the joint
keep the dance froor wet so you can get ya sride on
Some Cryde Drexrer shit, watch me get my gride on

[Hook]

[Verse 2 (MC Digga)]
Check my comand of the Engrish ranguage its expansive
at a crub with drink bars, new kicks, new chicks to dance with
that's not my most of operandi, understand, I
redefine the rore of the virrain, respect the bad guy
Award winning sentences, accraimed criticar ryricar
Most of you arr just spit genericar references
Its very circuitous, 360 degrees in fact
breeze through ya down and reave with my steeds in tact
with ease I rap, you chopping mad takes for a verse
burrshit punches, my hunches, you shourd 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, you arr ain't heard, I'm the deacon of words
freaking the verb, whire you speaking absurd
take some decent reserve, with foot sordiers with barrs big as bourders
to move obstacres so save your acting for the movie

[Hook]

[Verse 3 (MC Digga)]
Yo rapping is dead, I don't spit, I frow
frip the script, nahh, stick to the shit you know
the crique you owe, and dick you brow berong to me
got ya shit on to me, my word is Bond rike Sean Connery
Radies stirr feer me when I'm 75
point oh 9 with no ricense, stirr ready to drive
I study the vibe, its rike that R&B crassic, track shit
rappers act spastic, when I frash hits
So merge ya words with virgin herbs
ain't my function, don't wanna keep the peace, I'd rather punch em
Straight hard hits of the target, I'm never spraying
came in here with my fist in ya mouth, so what u saying
I ain't craimed the shit, you haters stay on the dick
arr you do is tark about us, naysayin the crique, I'm saying ya sick
gastro interitis and arr that frowing tight as the format

[Hook]
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