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Cantos Campesinos (Violeta Parra) · Tres en Uno: Los Freddy's, Los Baby's y Los Solitarios (Los Baby's) · El Plan de Ayala (Molotov) · Simple Plan (Simple Plan) · Plan d'Occupation du Sol: Live 2012 (Zebda) · Mi Plan [Bonus Track] (Nelly Furtado) · Mi Plan (Nelly Furtado) · The Plan (Tubeway Army) · Simple Plan (Simple Plan) · So Much for the Ten Year Plan: A Retrospective 1990-2000 (Therapy?) – and 90 other albums »


of God defeated sin and grave
His death and resurrection
His plan in sovereign grace

Why el diablo que los engaƱaba fue lanzado al lago
De fuego why
Johnson originally proposed an outright ban covering discrimination
  by everyone for every type of housing but it had no chance from the start
by-why mistake
Do you sit like me and wonder 
If it is too late
To begin again
Living a love that won't end

When she tells you that she lo-oves you
I had a dream last night about a firefly
She came into my room and my bed sat by
I asked at once how in the world do you burn so bright
She
a man who had a plan
Tied himself on to a balloon
yeah, cut the ties and tried to reach the moon

Rescued by an airline pilot
15,000 feet above
Give me the World
Money and power it's my only plan
Give me the World
I won't rest 'til the world's in my hand

Lo ciento mucho, FUCK THAT you came short
the target of all my future plans?
Who will be the target just by a circumstance?
Reaping what you sow, never had to learn the lesson
God is on my side and he
underneath
So the man's getting hard off
Of half of a glimpse

I got plans to be scooping up
A couple buff tings if I can
If I can't then I'm still live
gat by the croch
Travel with the tool, it's just a part the plans
And I'm from the Eastside, that's how we ride
I let Mister Sig Sawyer sing a song
This is the tale that was told to me by the man with the crystal eye,
As I smoked my pipe in the camp-fire light, and the Glories swept the sky;
(Skee-Lo)
Growin up as a kid tough skins and Afros 
Wasn't South Central, but still it came natural 
There wasn't nobody to watch my back
Didn't want
car-jackin' a undercover
Them cops SWEAR, my little nigga told on me
I'm thinking, "Hello, where's the L-O, V-E"
Pigs play games, my little man'll never say
I bet you wondered how I knew
About your plans to make me blue
With some other guy you knew before
Between the two of us guys you know I love you
see it in your eyes
In your tone, I can hear it
Sky was the limit
Spoke about the future, I wasn't in it
Said you had plans for a man and a Bentley
But
Yes 
At the start of the new jiggyness 
With the Trackmasters 
Camp Lo and 
Willie 
Gon' give it to ya 
Know what I mean 
Lot of macoronis
The bona fide lo-fi high-octane philosopher 
Genius with a penis the few the proud the me 
I liked me so much I had to buy the company 
Soul for sale sold
is needed
I'm twenty-two years old with a beautiful daughter
By a dead beat who wouldn't give a quarter to support her
My money was gettin' low,
Lo-lo-love me like
Love me like
Lo-lo-love

Listen to me now my heart is screamin' out
I'm tryna show you how to touch me
I'm not just a girl, I'm
a-see goin' out in less than zero, oh no 
Now here come the crooks 
Paradin' by storm with the luegers and oar 
We conquer ground as usual 
Lo empire
the Roc, we get neck in Los Angeles
Chicks scandalous, it's just a part of the plans
I smash, photograph it, send 'em home to they man

At last, I'm more
I bet you wondered how I knew
About your plans to make me blue
With some other guy you knew before
Between the two of us guys you know I love you
can't describe you but let me remind you
Say I'm sexy (I'm sexy), say I'm fly (I'm fly)
Girl I can't let you by without a little compliments
You
No more parties in LA
Please baby no more parties in LA, uh
No more parties in LA
Please baby no more parties in LA, uh
No more (Los Angeles)
Only 144,000 goin' get home 
Only 144,000 goin' get home 
Only 144,000 goin' get it baby 

[Chorus: Cee-Lo]
I've lived and I've learned 
I have
it be not 
Cause everything goes accordin' to plan 

[Sonny Cheeba] 
Yo killin' em softly 
Makin' em cop plea 
Blessin' the black leaf 
Stakin' with 40