Lyrics:
guts than I'll ever have risked their life and limb all last summer at the Earth First! Redwood Summer Action up in Humboldt County. They were chaining
imma make that shit vanish
Feds wanna stop me and ask me what happened
It fell out the sky I ain’t even plan it
Soon as I wake up I’m all about action
action
By seeing it as a challenge, you
Will have converted this negative
Into a positive
Purely by a mental process that will
Result in positive action
it out into the milky way
Before it's too late?
Environmental order is what we're calling for, even if you hate the terms
We need our land usage tiny
ultimate
You just need to believe in you
Without a specific plan to
Carry out your mission, You will
End up nowhere and will probably end up being
Addicted
you gotta understand I'm
The motherfucking man, yeah
You're always at the bottom
That's the motherfucking plan, yeah
Record after record
Keep my name up
Bigger plans than you
We buy real coke, your grams is blue
Ai yo, the president is like me, he smoke weed too
Don't really like to fuck, he just get hed
As they plan destruction and gain respectability,
We offer our creativity and are made outcasts.
*
We didn't expect to find ourselves playing this
you know I got a plan that's for getting both
If I love you never think that I'm forgetting though
Cause I ain't letting go
They say this shit ain't
there seems to be an organized plan directing there action. Its
Like a guiding force is giving them supernatural stamina. The immense crowd
Of clowns
there seems to be an organized plan directing there action
It's like a guiding force is giving them supernatural stamina
The immense crowd of clowns are
during our National crisis
Just hate, lies, and panic, you're only divisive
I got a letter for the president
It reads come on
You clearly have no idea
during our National crisis
Just hate, lies, and panic, you're only divisive
I got a letter for the president
It reads come on
You clearly have no idea
mafia d'BX prépare
Des plans machiavéliques
Ma recette secrète coûte chère
Motus et bouche cousue par Christian Dior
J'ai surnommé ta rime Larime
the trial fade south of the sundial
Out in the sand without a plan just writing and fighting an impending sense
Of danger we kicked out a stranger gave him
dressed in our best,
So take it or leave it.
I've got all the plans in the world,
To take everyone hostage.
(for the national bank)
I don't want money,
I
"I'm trying, not to lose..."
"I'm trying, not to lose my head..."
"I plan to tell you what it is later"
Bet George and Bootsy, never had funk
To make a better plan
I hardly see my folks
I'm gone
And I ain't never there
I know some people mad
I know some and they understand
I know some folks
quand j’pars dans mes réflexions
Mais pas autant que ces gens qui font des séances pour leurs bonnes actions
J’les regarde en boucle remplir une minute
the band
Instruments breaking wind when the shit hit the fan
The untamed graffiti artist shaking up cans
And if he's drawing up plans there's some spraying
man Polo G, yeah, we poppin' out (Hot, hot)
We stay in school, we got no plans of droppin' out (Hot, hot)
Louis clothes for Gucci clothes, yeah, we
through space
I'm up early 'fore the sun is my mind on the Grand Prix
Rest up rewinding focused on the grinding I don't get a plan B
The time is now not
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