Lyrics:
of a master plan
Motherfucker, I'm a mastermind
I'm an 18-year-old dollar sign
I'm a one man tragedy, I'm Columbine
I'm sharp as fuck but no porcupine
to
Remember when we met in Denver? You said if I write you, you would write back
See, I'm just like you in a way
I never knew my father neither
He used
on most days
But tonight reminds me of Summer
Reminds me that i have and am not
A kid now, and that i am missing a brother
Go to call a sister
His name is
troubled by the daily bump and grind
Then take a careful look around
And brother you will find
The automatic man
And step she did to the straight A's
Then college, the master degree
She hired the heifers that jumped her
And made everyone of them work for free?
No!
you more than I do
I ain't that mad though, I just don't like bein' lied to
Remember when we met in Denver, you said if I'd write you you would write
then ran through the alley must have been a coward
No more hit 'em up like in the old days
homies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs
that's why I roll by
And even tho we've just met
[Chorus]
He said goodbye GI see you next week
Then he rolled himself out to the street
It was pretty hard for him to get
We been doing this for a long long time now...
This music thing... and touring, y'know...
And still... I ain't met one person that could maintain
st Verse: [Master P -- Fiend]
Master P:
Somebody musta' told these hoes I was a muthafuckin' rapper,
but will they jus' tell them hoes that I was
[Intro: [Master P]]
Are you ready to boldly go,
Where no family has gone before?
The Ghetto Enterprise has landed.
Captain Kirk has arrived, I
spot by just givin' in?
How you gon' treat this shit like you gon' get to live again?
How you gettin' hype off one hit? Do that shit again
How you got
To pray to him by candlelight
Then viewing through the past
I saw what is believed
Still dressed in royal clothes
A saint behind the altar
History
To pray to him by candlelight
Then viewing through the past
I saw what is believed
Still dressed in royal clothes
A saint behind the altar
History
through destiny's passage
He trained on the Hill to become a grandmaster
It was there that he met the masked men
A rebel army led by Duke and Jacken
"Been a lot of places.
And met a lot of guys.
One didn't have curly hair.
And one had pretty eyes.
But I don't know what's wrong with me,
I couldn't
knuckles on stun and made them all fall)
Then I just laughed
(We whooped that ass)
And put the feelings aside, I know who I am
I cast the grain by
a slut
Now this is how the shit begins
I met Dana by one of my friends
By Big O just to be exact
We was just chillin' by my homie named Pat
Then I heard
So if I fall, could the choir catch me?
I flew away, on a mountain, got tempted by Satan
Got bitten by a cobra, but the Lord took my venom
So who's
I gotta listen to you
I gotta hear about the things
I should or shouldn't do
All about the deals I blew
How do you do
I shook a thousand hands
I met
Thank you Lord Jesus for saving me with your precious blood
In Jesus' name, Amen
I met her at this house party on El Segundo and Central
She had
her brothers
Swear she's never met the man she couldn't make into a lover
Nobody knows a wildflower still grows
By the side of the road
And she
fuck the government then rolled out on my master's yeah
I'm my own master yeah
I'm a master yeah
I'm my own master yeah
With a master plan
I'm my own
'm as wild as can be
'cause I'm shooting for the top and my best friend is Flea
Oom Chucka Willy knew the balls to pop
But he never met the Tree so he never
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