I'm a
Man with a plan but god damn
All you rappers done got your head stuck in the sand
What would Pac think, this whole shit is a sham
I'm out of patience so I'm taking a stand
They took away the knowledge and forsaken the land
Stole the fruits of their labor then demanded they hands
Ate up all your pie now they taking the pan
Poof, there goes your publishing like Alakazam
Uh, but this the get back
I ain't even playing they game cause it's a fixed match
Tim Donaghey of the scene they taking big stacks
So I stay feeding my dreams, I need like six plaques
Bro, I dare a man hit me with a diss track
Your shit's wack bro, I swear y'all making bitch rap
They won't even hear none coming, just a click clack
It's big facts, I'ma always get my lick back
It's jump ball, game time
Give it all you got in between them paint lines
They won't ever give you the win, I take mines
Starting guard I hit em with threes and place dimes with a lead pass
And thats peace to Steve Nash
Triple double, 4-0 sweep I breeze past
Any opportunity that come I seize fast
Bitch I'm in the game, y'all pleased with league pass
Now watch me blow up just like Krakatoa
Y'all don't like it, eat the meat and this ain't capicola
These dudes lame and I'm bringing the pain so
I'ma be up 30 and change before the half is over
But I'm running out of time, G
In the lab with a pen and a pad is where you find me
Give me every beat from the clean to the grimy
It's like magic every time I make these rhymes meet
I come for respect, I never chase cash
I'm on the road to greatness homie, I can't change paths
I just wanna puff on this blunt while the bass slap
Come to me disturbing my peace and get your face smacked
They say in the end your life gets played back
So live it true & when you watch you'll know it ain't wack
I ain't a kid, I'm not distracted by these Plain Pats
I just kick dope to y'all folks, it's like I slang crack
So now we flying on the wings of a dream
The thing about this life is that it ain't what it seem
It goes so quick and still don't know what it means
But I'm grateful for this world and everything in between
And when I think about my death man I lose my breath
Just try to maintain hope and do my best
And I'ma give it all I got till it ain't none left
Everybody going right so I'm taking a left
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I'm a
Man with a plan but god damn
All you rappers done got your head stuck in the sand
What would Pac think, this whole shit is a sham
I'm out of patience so I'm taking a stand
They took away the knowledge and forsaken the land
Stole the fruits of their labor then demanded they hands
Ate up all your pie now they taking the pan
Poof, there goes your publishing like Alakazam
Uh, but this the get back
I ain't even playing they game cause it's a fixed match
Tim Donaghey of the scene they taking big stacks
So I stay feeding my dreams, I need like six plaques
Bro, I dare a man hit me with a diss track
Your shit's wack bro, I swear y'all making bitch rap
They won't even hear none coming, just a click clack
It's big facts, I'ma always get my lick back
It's jump ball, game time
Give it all you got in between them paint lines
They won't ever give you the win, I take mines
Starting guard I hit em with threes and place dimes with a lead pass
And thats peace to Steve Nash
Triple double, 4-0 sweep I breeze past
Any opportunity that come I seize fast
Bitch I'm in the game, y'all pleased with league pass
Now watch me blow up just like Krakatoa
Y'all don't like it, eat the meat and this ain't capicola
These dudes lame and I'm bringing the pain so
I'ma be up 30 and change before the half is over
But I'm running out of time, G
In the lab with a pen and a pad is where you find me
Give me every beat from the clean to the grimy
It's like magic every time I make these rhymes meet
I come for respect, I never chase cash
I'm on the road to greatness homie, I can't change paths
I just wanna puff on this blunt while the bass slap
Come to me disturbing my peace and get your face smacked
They say in the end your life gets played back
So live it true & when you watch you'll know it ain't wack
I ain't a kid, I'm not distracted by these Plain Pats
I just kick dope to y'all folks, it's like I slang crack
So now we flying on the wings of a dream
The thing about this life is that it ain't what it seem
It goes so quick and still don't know what it means
But I'm grateful for this world and everything in between
And when I think about my death man I lose my breath
Just try to maintain hope and do my best
And I'ma give it all I got till it ain't none left
Everybody going right so I'm taking a left
Man with a plan but god damn
All you rappers done got your head stuck in the sand
What would Pac think, this whole shit is a sham
I'm out of patience so I'm taking a stand
They took away the knowledge and forsaken the land
Stole the fruits of their labor then demanded they hands
Ate up all your pie now they taking the pan
Poof, there goes your publishing like Alakazam
Uh, but this the get back
I ain't even playing they game cause it's a fixed match
Tim Donaghey of the scene they taking big stacks
So I stay feeding my dreams, I need like six plaques
Bro, I dare a man hit me with a diss track
Your shit's wack bro, I swear y'all making bitch rap
They won't even hear none coming, just a click clack
It's big facts, I'ma always get my lick back
It's jump ball, game time
Give it all you got in between them paint lines
They won't ever give you the win, I take mines
Starting guard I hit em with threes and place dimes with a lead pass
And thats peace to Steve Nash
Triple double, 4-0 sweep I breeze past
Any opportunity that come I seize fast
Bitch I'm in the game, y'all pleased with league pass
Now watch me blow up just like Krakatoa
Y'all don't like it, eat the meat and this ain't capicola
These dudes lame and I'm bringing the pain so
I'ma be up 30 and change before the half is over
But I'm running out of time, G
In the lab with a pen and a pad is where you find me
Give me every beat from the clean to the grimy
It's like magic every time I make these rhymes meet
I come for respect, I never chase cash
I'm on the road to greatness homie, I can't change paths
I just wanna puff on this blunt while the bass slap
Come to me disturbing my peace and get your face smacked
They say in the end your life gets played back
So live it true & when you watch you'll know it ain't wack
I ain't a kid, I'm not distracted by these Plain Pats
I just kick dope to y'all folks, it's like I slang crack
So now we flying on the wings of a dream
The thing about this life is that it ain't what it seem
It goes so quick and still don't know what it means
But I'm grateful for this world and everything in between
And when I think about my death man I lose my breath
Just try to maintain hope and do my best
And I'ma give it all I got till it ain't none left
Everybody going right so I'm taking a left
Writer: Christopher Evans
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