Plan B

Lyrics
For my devoted family. Unload then I go to plan B No expiry date, I'm like a '98 Toyota Camry I eat a load of candy first and then I make an info query Understand my lingo clearly and the broken windows theory From rumbling double-time, I'm plumb-tuckered I'm so sick of these stick figures and thumb-suckers Certain civilians, maybe millions died and some suffered Boom-banging beats, even if they're unstructured Getting physical. Invisible individual. It's despicable Typical. It gets predictable. Topical if applicable They call me crazy-noggin. Wrecking every place he's rocking Eating 'em like Tasty Ramen. Plastic man. I'm Stacey Augmon Enthusiastic fans expecting me to go the distance No assistance. A consistent form of coexistence The gangster boogieman. Golden Dawn. The middle pillar Last laugh like Phyllis Diller meets the driller killer Iller with the silver tongue, I crack the cat o' nine tails More often blowing the doors off the guide rails
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Credits
- Writers
- Buck 65