Will Wyatt
Will Wyatt (born 7 January 1942) was formerly Managing Director, BBC Television (1991-6) and Chief Executive BBC Broadcast (1996-9). He was later a company director and media consultant. Wyatt was born in Oxford and educated at S.S.Philip and James primary school and Magdalen College School, Oxford before winning a scholarship to and Emmanuel College, Cambridge. He began work as a trainee journalist on the Sheffield Telegraph and joined BBC Radio News as a sub-editor in 1965 before moving to BBC Television, working for the Presentation Department as producer of Points of View, The Fifties and Storyteller, before joining the daily arts and media programme Late Night Line-Up
He then originated and edited Edition, presented by Kenneth Alsop, The Book Programme with Robert Robinson and Don't Quote Me. He produced a number of documentaries including All the Buildings Fit to Print about Nikolaus Pevsner and was executive producer of They've Shot Kennedy, Good Night and Good Luck and The Scars of Autumn. He produced B.Traven: A Mystery Solved and wrote a real life literary detective story The Man Who Was B.Traven. (Cape, 1980). In USA this was published as The Secret of the Sierra Madre (Doubleday)
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The Hot Joint
by: All CityChorus/Intro: Woman
"So hot.. I'm burnin up" (4X)
[J. Mega]
Who got ya? With flows like aqua
Mega ?? sit the imposter, bound to prosper
Hits we got a lot-a, sippin on straight vodka, puffin chaka
Lust to conquer, nigga, I'ma monster
Call me Ontra for short, I'm confident
As far as this, nice no arguments
Rock garments, raw contents
Its obvious, we about to cop cars from this
Rock continents, money over margin and the consequence
Niggas never starve again, its marvelous
Be a heart-throb with chicks
The drama shit, y'all niggas hate
But I'ma do my thing, to beat fate
Ten-room joint, leave your name at the gate
Gold brunches at one G a plate
Chorus
[Greg Valentine]
Yo; I'm on the rise like hot air
It don't stop there, so popular I glare
Hoes stop to stare, they volunteer
To come out of their underwear
For this debonair, nigga with millionaire flair
Are you through fuckin with them lame-ass queers?
Ya need for a true baller severe
In my wardrobe, there's Cartier
Pierre Cardans on my Cardigans
Black sedans, in the summer the sports coupe
Master plan for a brother to score loot
Goin all out pursuit for a house on the hill
I conjure up a thousand ways to make me a mill
I don't give a fuck if time sits still, I keep strivin
European cars I'm drivin
Top of the line shit, six V-12's and better
My people got their shit together, lets get this cheddar
Chorus
[J. Mega]
B-K baby, all the way baby
Mixin Hennesey with the Alizay baby
G.V. baby, Larry, baby. Don't swing the air thing, gravy, baby
For instincts, every joint gainin interest
From the entrance, we came different
Now every whip come with gloss, fully tinted
Went from wishes to paid expenses
Six digits, the way we roll tremendous
Sip Guinness, Brooklyn dukes, no gimics
Just vintage rap shit, beyond the limits
Lips splendid, money comes I spend it
You want in, dukes? I got you in a minute
[Greg Valentine]
Yo, yo; we some slick talkin, New Yorkin
Quick walkin, chicks hawkin, pumpin our's in they walkmans
Often, sex women in the loft and show them hoes whose boss
And pussy scorchin; flossin, like fight night in Vegas
Ice sparklin like Sammy Davis
Some praise us, others player-hate us
Jealous niggas, the hell with you niggas
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