Lyrics:
your hand
Then you better shoot
You can't change it, I've got simple plans
I'm gonna melt this world
This girl gun in my hands
Hey, to the skies,
When I think of all the worries people seem to find
And how they're in a hurry to complicate their minds
By chasing after money and dreams that
fingers one time then it isn't simple kid
Looking at that bank account like how do I replenish it?
(Attention)
One by one, I take my step
Watch both ways
Unordinary normal getting called corny
Lives in his laboratory recording music
Because creating is how he gets his endorphins fix
He finally got a little
I left that table?
Folded every single card up in my hand!
Without your plan I'm totally disabled!
So many puzzle pieces in the palms of our grasps!
drive, I'm auto matic
Ain't listenin' to demos
Especially not 'cratics
These niggas panic like we at the disco
I got a simple plan for you
We should rage
NewYork City's sickness
Simple street principle
Cream team invincible
Money interchangeable
Bulletproof Benzes
Ralph Lauren lenses
Soldiers in
In a way to be fine with
That I decided to ride from
Me to the me that I want
Simple simple simple simple
Always been an easy riddle
Never been
[Verse 1:]
I'm performin tonight you know that shit gon be packed
Pay me in advance and make sure that it's exact
My ex girl I'll probably show up
When I think of all the worries
People seem to find
cnd wow they're in a hurry
To complicate their minds
By chasing after money
cnd dreams that can't
Freeze me in time and leave me to rot away
Can anyone answer this one simple request?
Don't me die alone
YOU SHOULD KNOW
(That I am anxious)
DON'T LET GO
As she drifts out of sleep
And I'm in a daze
Held captive by all of the wonders of ordinary days
There's nothing I'd trade
For all of the simple and silent
jackin' the beanstalk
We both got marketing plans
Yours is to sell records and try to net more than you gross before
Mine is to punch you in your face if
the door, I got the plan
'Cause I found a few rocks, got 'em in my hand
I'm tossing rocks at your window
You know I keep it simple
Dancing right in
I am the resurrection and the Life
He that believeth in me
Though he were dead
Yet shall he live
A certain man had died
In the town of Bethany
symbiotic
Simple and jaded
Seemingly present
Life anticipated
Ideals and logic blurred out and faded
Lay in my old bed and do simple equations
Try and bore
anymore
My wallet gonna bust at the seams
I'm in the twelve digit's
Six followed by a couple of threes
All the money, got my wallet lookin' obese
Swear I
this curse I am a simple man
Take it first I had to live again
Brace to search because I didnt plan
Face this thirst water in your hands
Shake the purse
Yo, this is DJ Quik
Takin' a second out with Tha Dogg
Pound to let y'all know somethin'
If you're lookin' in the Source
Mag and don't see me
It's
out of time
Let's find that place out there
Underneath the western sky
We'll build a home ourselves
Way up in the mountains high
We'll live
Bill Barret has a simple dream
He calls it his plan B
Buildings in the sky and the air is sugar-free
And everyone is very friendly
(Well) Plan B
nine to nine
love how you've been makin' me stronger
Inch by inch, can't you sit on my lips?
Smell the flowers, got me confidin'
I never could
and that there's nothing 'bout it
Well shit
I forget the simple things all in these complex dreams
I formulate a plan for every night I feel entitled
people
And we live for the weekend
Jump off of the deep end
In a backyard pool, keepin' it cool
Barbecue on the grill
We got church on Sunday
We
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