Lyrics:
They prey and prey on my downfall
This rat race is state run by politicians with myopic thoughts
they don't have the slightest vision
While
and I'm frazzled at what you did now here you are like you robbed em all
But you speak and it sinks as deep as you robbed a mall
The fuck nigga
Not a simple
nut
Plan and simple homie
I just don't give a mad fuck
[Chorus]
[Mr. Shadow]
Now fuck beatin around the bush
I straight smoke em
Find me a mothafucka
talk about your money got goons to rob you
Breaking grass
Up in the tree spot
The lion & Glock
Me and my mans stacking paper plans to fatten our pot
other vessel
His hands stretchin to the lands ancestry
Tell the men, they must yield or draw they weapons
Plan to raise hell on no mans land and trenches
What if the reason for all these religions
Is simple but so profound?
We all walk on common ground...
Same God, Same God for cll
Same God, Same God for
Hell is other people, so you better only tell your plans to god
Sponsored by visa, all they want me to do is max them out
I'm a real teammate, every
returning, they concerning
About my health
Okay maybe it's a big reason ii miss you
But its too simple
You healed me like madicinal
You cheared me and my
the vibe
Ayy, niggas got up, it won't luck, it won't simple as that
She got a booty, got her titties to match
I went and put her on a plane to the boy
just
need answers,
We need solutions,
Need a plan
Need to stop listening
To another arrogant anchorman
How do we just walk on by
When there is so much
We were the hood rats taking sips out of a bottle
While we sit on your estate
And life was so simple then
When we were hooligans
So off we'd
Verse 1:
Misery is it's own company uh ha
I'm not impressed by depressed MCs gettin' money
All ears on me exception guaranteed
Top Scotch quality cop
I pretend that I'm the mountains, pretend that I'm the sky
Cause both those things will still be here after the day I die
So we set our plans in
GRISWOLD:
It doesn't take a genius to make us feel egregious
By rhyming words like "nevermore"
REYNOLDS:
With "four" and "score" and "chamber door"
I can't live here anymore
Here in a line, wasting away
But I can't make it to the door
I don't know why I can't escape
A simple plan will get you in
physical facial
If you don't mind Miss Quintessential
Swap digits, plan dates, yo we hit late shows
At the seaport, aires earthborn, independent
Went
in fear
A foreign man in a foreign land, I follow through with a very simple plan
Where love is strong enough, the hate disappears
Jesus loves me this
SAINTS AND SINNERS
By Christoffer Borg (music), Joacim Keelyn aka Jake E (music) and Mark Mangold (lyrics and music),
When ashen horsemen laid
Lord I am just a simple man
Trying hard to understand
Where's my place in your great plan
Oh Lord help this man
As time
Like the grain of sand
From the days of no Wi-Fi and high-fives
Look how time flies by you'd think I had nine lives
When I was on the come up they celebrated
Then they
(Fuck it's easy)
L'idée elle est simple, les frères se la mettent (les frères se la mettent)
Nos mères se lamentent, j'veux placer ma barre là où
broken by the day
I wanna dance those troubles away
And girl, yeah tonight
Girl, I know it's late but I've got a plan
And darling, sleepwalk with me
flossing
Having plan B not an option
Wrap it up the cycle not stopping
WIFETAKER why dudes single, didn't mean to do it it's not that simple
Need they
must be something somewhere out there someone left.
She was the daughter of a military man,
Each year marked by a different direction.
Seasons spent
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