IF YOU TOUGH THAT YOU WILL STAYING WHILE I SAIL TROUGHT THE BLUE GOD`S GOT OTHER PLANS FOR YOU CHORUS I DON`T WANNA LEAVE FOR HOME WITHOUT YOU SO I
do is yours for real You like the way I do the things I do It's all for you No way to fill my shoes 'cause all I do I do for you You like the way
the shit Now you actin' all retarted and shit Dog I came to play my part and that's it We had a full proof plan, all we need was the fam Ammunition a van
that microfilm buddy, will you, i'd tell you why but then i'd have to kill you! you need a quickie confession? well, start a waterboarding session!
sweat us And when you finally catch us up you give us letters A cold thing just when a nigga reach his gold man You hand him a case for easing out the
is you motherfuckers ready for this, c'mon Do you really think you ready for this, c'mon Do you know that you ready for this, huh We gonna see if you
it and your hopes get broken fast You complain for the life you supposed to have But when you try to make plans God is known to laugh Throw a song on
plan But you were out of luck The union says you only qualify For twenty five bucks Suburban king Suburban king You had it printed on your van 'Cause it had a
you ride for your nigga? [F] I gets lie for my nigga [J] Would you live for your nigga? [F] Do up big for you nigga [J] Would you bid for your nigga? [
but I can back it up See call the politics you better had enough But you were never going with the wind I had to draft I thought a new plan you at the
for a quick way out, nigga {*scratching*} So now we at my nigga Ty house Cookin up a plan on the best way to take this nigga out Just got out of Quentin for
share When you walked through the door you were queer to me So come here, baby boy, just come here to me You're a cock boy, everybody wants you You're gayer than you
you can run you can do what you want to but you you know you aint gonna do nothing when its time, its your time you are the prime target you have become
Murder, murder, murder, and kill, kill, kill Left the keys in the van with a gat in each hand Went up in Eastland and shot a policeman Fuck a peace plan
that you reflect When you feel the veil Divine Styles circum navigate nine circles of hell You keep on you don't stop 'cause a nigga never stay still
a thousand pounds with my name on it Free medical and dental plan I'm on six figures bitch you drive a rental van Smokin' weed in coffee shops, stripper
't you tell me, please? Tell me What's the master plan? Master plan Spent so many days, many days Sitting on a cloud, sitting on a cloud Heaven only