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What Do You Want to Say Video (MV)




Performed By: PJ Kool
Length: 2:42
Written by: Paul Johnson




PJ Kool - What Do You Want to Say Lyrics




Bringin it bringin it back
I said we ain'tgon be trouble
I'm a mother f*cking man
With a plan to make it double
1 shot
2 shots
Roll it up
I smoke pound
Catch my FAM on the floor if you wanna break it down
Nathan balter
Megan alter
Davis with the Cam
While Cam be painting canvas
And Travis be playing[CandyLand
All my homies are fly
No lie
Suit and tie
Simple hippies
Normal guys and gals
With an extra eye its true
PJ Kool
A rappin dude
With no attitude
I elude the hate
Pursue the rude with love
Cause I know im great
If you proving you a lame
You should go away
You the type of dude who can't get it straight
So go away
Kinda blunt
But i roll a blunt to celebrate
I wanna give f*ck then hesitate
Its something in my nature
Im always late
I need to face it
Erase it
Can't make the people wait
They racin
They movin
Goovin
Choosin who be boosin the best
Well you losin so much time
My time I gotta invest
Its like im working on the clock
But it never reset
How can I make another rhyme
If its all been said

What do you really wanna say me
You can open up
I'm all ears
And waiting paitently
Real life is the boss
You playing make believe
You can get mad all you want
But still I disagree
Its a fact
Relax
Were on a path
If we meet up again
You my homie
My friend
I hope the rhythem don't stop
Keep on playing the game
Until the very end
Kool just rappin my thoughts
I hope it makes sense

Crash landed
Another wack rapper
You looking at me?
How do i stand up
A cracker with a mean ass flow
No open hand
Taking full steps
At every show
Listen
I said listen
You took a full cast
Like
You're fishing for an ass whooping
No I won't ask
I'm cruising down 3rd Ave
I know that you heard that
I kick that boom boom bat
So smooth
Who could ever do it like me
Cause im a beast at the rap
How did it happen
I got mad at all the people who be killing our planet
Yeah your killing our home
It sucks
Drinking hella lean out of Styrofoam cups
What do you think it's gonna do for you
Only prove
That your crew
Will never be ahead of mine
So soon
I'll be ahead of my time
And bring doom
Upon the wackness
I'm only good
Cause all ever do is practice
I'm working hard so i can make up
For the lack of blackness
Now get it

What do you really wanna say me
You can open up
I'm all ears
And waiting paitently
Real life is the boss
You playing make believe
You can get mad all you want
But still I disagree
Its a fact
Relax
Were on a path
If we meet up again
You my homie
My friend
I hope the rhythem don't stop
Keep on playing the game
Until the very end
Kool just rappin my thoughts
I hope it makes sense
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Bringin it bringin it back
I said we ain'tgon be trouble
I'm a mother f*cking man
With a plan to make it double
1 shot
2 shots
Roll it up
I smoke pound
Catch my FAM on the floor if you wanna break it down
Nathan balter
Megan alter
Davis with the Cam
While Cam be painting canvas
And Travis be playing[CandyLand
All my homies are fly
No lie
Suit and tie
Simple hippies
Normal guys and gals
With an extra eye its true
PJ Kool
A rappin dude
With no attitude
I elude the hate
Pursue the rude with love
Cause I know im great
If you proving you a lame
You should go away
You the type of dude who can't get it straight
So go away
Kinda blunt
But i roll a blunt to celebrate
I wanna give f*ck then hesitate
Its something in my nature
Im always late
I need to face it
Erase it
Can't make the people wait
They racin
They movin
Goovin
Choosin who be boosin the best
Well you losin so much time
My time I gotta invest
Its like im working on the clock
But it never reset
How can I make another rhyme
If its all been said

What do you really wanna say me
You can open up
I'm all ears
And waiting paitently
Real life is the boss
You playing make believe
You can get mad all you want
But still I disagree
Its a fact
Relax
Were on a path
If we meet up again
You my homie
My friend
I hope the rhythem don't stop
Keep on playing the game
Until the very end
Kool just rappin my thoughts
I hope it makes sense

Crash landed
Another wack rapper
You looking at me?
How do i stand up
A cracker with a mean ass flow
No open hand
Taking full steps
At every show
Listen
I said listen
You took a full cast
Like
You're fishing for an ass whooping
No I won't ask
I'm cruising down 3rd Ave
I know that you heard that
I kick that boom boom bat
So smooth
Who could ever do it like me
Cause im a beast at the rap
How did it happen
I got mad at all the people who be killing our planet
Yeah your killing our home
It sucks
Drinking hella lean out of Styrofoam cups
What do you think it's gonna do for you
Only prove
That your crew
Will never be ahead of mine
So soon
I'll be ahead of my time
And bring doom
Upon the wackness
I'm only good
Cause all ever do is practice
I'm working hard so i can make up
For the lack of blackness
Now get it

What do you really wanna say me
You can open up
I'm all ears
And waiting paitently
Real life is the boss
You playing make believe
You can get mad all you want
But still I disagree
Its a fact
Relax
Were on a path
If we meet up again
You my homie
My friend
I hope the rhythem don't stop
Keep on playing the game
Until the very end
Kool just rappin my thoughts
I hope it makes sense
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Writer: Paul Johnson
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