Its annihilation waiting for a call slowly driving me insane a mind wasted on the coldest of night dreaming alone for the end of time the longest months
1: Silkk] AHHHHHH! I kicks it off, nigga what rhyme wit no fuckin problem, down wit them drama boys, an also Eightball, understand I gotta plan, to get
for some strange cowinsadental ironic reason u lived through it homeboy but im here to tell u man its not a cowinsadence and its not ironic gods got a planet
time to get hype And pop trunk on twanks with AK's out the viper And when I touch the mike i'm trying tro make these boys feel it And when I stretch
to get hype And pop trunk on twanks with AK's out the viper And when I touch the mike i'm trying tro make these boys feel it And when I stretch this
death, your plan of attack's a panic attack Still better than Bush's plan for Iraq My fam in the back, known to keep it realer than most While you fake
Crips and ??? G roll (what's up Cuz?!) To stop them gangstas from hangin' like nuts Even when One-Time pulls up One-Time'll get checked like a trick White boys
things Things that rearrange our brains make us think insane See we were sent here on a mission A particular one this plan that was sent That was brodcast across the planet
Made of steel, y'all bullets don't kill We break outta jail, fuck the system To all our black babies, boys and girls We school y'all wit knowledge of
glow and design, man So throw'd you can hate em', rose gold in the rotation Shoulder blade and dislocation, when I'm swangin' bones is achin' Boys wanna
s wanna hate us, and a lot of fake boys wanna snake us, ho's wanna date us, so its brain for the givers and a lash for the takers, I plan to get some
get my dick sucked Playgirl I ain't coming down, hard in you boo But some of these niggaz, is bitches too I seen him last week, with his fake Versacci
off the curb, came E around the corner Music was thumpin, heads started bobbin Swoopin through Compton like Batman and Robin E is kinda late, what's the plan
got some thangs in mind, the situation at hand I'm a sick man, down with the program I'm anybody understand my plan, then they can feel what i felt We
s the plan: bust THIS I need one man brave enough to touch THIS to perform as my right hand and mush THIS noise from boys that test (uh-huh) So how do
it's like I'm locked up They let your man out Thought he got twenty, he didn't do any Now it's time to - carry our plan out Fuck the handout and the charity
tough on the ear, You know that, coming at you so loud and clear so you have no fear we got the voice of the people's choice, the man with the plan who
interesting way to look at it I look at them as bein fake, the way they took advantage Speaking on the crooks of the planet, who claim they got game Yeah
