Lyrics:
on, got you laced in Bucon
Bledest stone, where the place you call home?
[Foxy Brown]
Brooklyn girl, plotted then I took the world
You know the whole
about which nigga to target
You kill a nigga today, he lives forever
So I plotted out smarter, there'll be no martyrs
Black TEC on the table, Mag .44
back
Score every time like I'm intercept
I run the team, call me quarterback
I ain't come from the bottom but still had to grind for it
Pop plotted on me
of what you ain't
Well packaged to distribute to the masters
Plotted this since first grade classes
Class is elements of a classic
I've got evidence
Could you picture Russell needin' a check, man?
But he smart, he plotted a plan for Polygram
Life is ill, again life's a movie
Then, the roster's Cypress
up the spot and got up out the mix
Tried it a couple stops and spotted the Squad up in they whips
Plotted and then I signed on the dotted line
chose
Some Bob Marley then I plotted a scheme
To make me and Bump Knux more rich
Then I got me a team, he got 'em a team
He tryin to buy G-force
With
pleased her
I recorded every movement
And plotted how to seize her
I used a tiny camera
I thought I'd Japanese her
I made a voodoo doll of her
pain in crumbling mirth
A harlot of God upon the earth
Found where she sacrificed her ways
That hollow love in her face
Still I plotted to have
high club somewhere over Texas
Plotted my climb since the homie played the black Lexus
I told em put it all on spitta
Guaranteed winner, then a go
lurk
'Til niggas saw that paperwork
Told the D.A., "He was the driver, he plotted, he did it, he even threatened to fuck me up if I wasn't with it"
pain in crumbling mirth
A harlot of God upon the earth
Found where she sacrificed her ways
That hollow love in her face
Still I plotted to have
plotted on my teacher had to hit for that fundraiser fetti pack
Got home and counted the check
I'm thinkin' to myself Takeoff what you gon' do wit that
the spot and got up out the mix
Tried it a couple stops and spotted the Squad up in they whips
Plotted and then I signed on the dotted line and made
million like you gave Tupac it
Hot forever 'coz that's how I plotted
(chorus)
verse 2 (G. Salah)
I'm that are rated nigga from the films with mistique
The G.O.D., the G.O.D
We were on the same ship when the slaves were checked
I had to pull your card, you was on the top deck
So I plotted my escape, I saw
plotted in the ear of John Finns' wife
Enter John Finn in his shrunken suit
With his quick black eyes and black
schematically plotted out to break hearts and bodies
And ya best believe we came to party
Don't cause trouble but still can find double the crew
Against you
to live it all
For suckers that shitted on me
And bitches that didn't call
And niggas that doubted, hated
Plotted my town fall but never got it
I made it,
a thousand more
That you won't ever see but most hold inside yourself eternally.
Well, I drug your ghost across the country and we plotted out my death
In
a thousand more
That you won't ever see but most hold inside yourself eternally.
Well, I drug your ghost across the country and we plotted out my death
In
to anyone.
He never did no harm.
But there were other people who weren't so nice
And they plotted to take His life
And the Man knew all about it
Going down a dirty inner city side road
I plotted
Madness passed me by, she smiled hi
I nodded
Looked up as the sky began to cry
She shot it
on force fields
At that cost deal he plotted the coordinance
Two thousand three rental tie upper west side more or less
This thing be buggin' like a celly
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