WAIT MY TURN
woadah
Pre-Cleared
But Woadah’s ambition didn’t stop at the mic. Driven by a relentless pursuit of excellence, he expanded his craft from performer to composer and engineer.
From dramatic, emotional scenes and explosive sports highlights to serene children’s jingles, Woadah’s sound isn’t just heard it’s experienced. Drawing on real-life emotion, Woadah crafts music that pulls the story off the screen and brings every visual moment to life. With a catalog ranging from sweeping classical pieces and contemporary romance ballads to electrifying country anthems, he masterfully creates the perfect atmosphere for any project.
Whether it’s the adrenaline of a game-winning play, the intimacy of a love scene, or the whimsy of a family moment, Woadah’s compositions are more than background they're the heartbeat of the story. His live instrumentation and bold production elevate each project, while a proven sync resume backs up his promise: tracks featured on major platforms like MTV, ESPN’s “First Take,” NFL broadcasts, and VH1 speak to the impact and authenticity he brings.
For commercial ads, TV, film trailers, and beyond, Woadah doesn’t just deliver music he ignites emotion, captures realism, and gives every audience the feeling they thirst for.
ISRC
QZJG52643820
Custom Track ID
rXJrGnhaAGPG
Composers
isiah T paulin (ASCAP) 100.00%
Original Publishers
business crooks organized (ASCAP) 100.00%
Master Owners
isiah T paulin 100.00%
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Composer
WOADAH
Lyrics
hummmmmmmm huh
Goon music, let me lay down my signature
Water particular, bars more sicker
With breath control make the view more vivider
Vocal power, every producer digging ya
No dance music, no mainstream literature
They'll dime and nickel ya, I stay independent
We don't have to choose sides between craft and image
You have one hot single, you thought skies the limits
You surprised when they took all your lottery winnings
Ain't stopped there, your cars and all your video women
They ain't family, they could see through them cruel intentions
With messages they sending, that we can't be stars
Can't be followed by fans, only police cars
100% of my publishing, what are we retards?
No business minded, what do you think is street smarts?
Lay down for the culture, not the Billboard charts
Hip-hop
I'm not trying to get shot
Just to sell records for my image and my songs ain't hot
I'll go to jail for the gun when my car get stopped
either do a club song just to make y'all like me
Forget commercial, there's no other way to say that nicely
I'm never gonna lose no sleep on who don't like me
Now you sold your soul, you gonna crash and burn
I'm a live here in the underground and wait my turn
water
Courts adjourned I'm compulsive I can make you quit
the same way I take their heart, I can take their chick
It's better than her staying, get the short end of the stick
When convincingly dominate like the match was fixed
I bring excitement to New York, not mellow going to the knicks
Take up the game, feel harder than a horse's kick
This ain't no myth like Pop Rocks or Pepsi mixed
This is real destruction, a tornado hit
Check the feedback, the top news, the best most recent
Read the double X, made Jimmy call a conference meeting
Turned it down so they can watch their artist take a beating
All summer, all year round, every day this weekend
It won't be no uninvited guests at my table eating
Overprotective, I'm telling you, you won't sneak by us
Got your limitation on the murder, never expires
You better go sing at the priest and join a good church choir
(who this guy?)
I'm not trying to get shot
Just to sell records for my image and my songs ain't hot
I'll go to jail for the gun when my car get stopped
either do a club song just to make y'all like me
Forget commercial, there's no other way to say that nicely
I'm never gonna lose no sleep on who don't like me
Now you sold your soul, you gonna crash and burn
I'm a live here in the underground and wait my turn
hummmmmmmm
whaat
hummmmmmmmmmm