gotta be crazy To think of ever letting you go I know you want me To ease the pain you feel I got a plan girl Just take my hand and follow me Second B
Kid be livin' in the City of Steel There's a hundred billion rappers in the world Yeah I'm one of many, get this money better understand me No plan B,
: [DJ Muggs] Yo I got this plan to make some money I want you to keep this shit to yourself At 6:15 am this truck pulls out the post office I'm like
given a tool, but don't use it Chorus: B-Real From the window of my room, I shoot all stars Every little bit you consume, the high cost Break free,
?... del gusano... Sen Dog: Pa la salud! B-Real: Pa la salud!... primero yo... Sen Dog: Primero usted... B-Real: *grrrrrah!* B-Real and Sen Dog: *mexican yells* B
, I'm established, so the carriage will come I'm in the clouds you won't see me on the train I travel first class you don't even got a TV on your plane
Winfrey, ask Oprah Winfrey Has she heard about me? Spread the word about me If you leave your plan A, I can be your plan B Gucci! [Chorus: Selassie]
ain't gonna make a move unless I got I got a plan b, that'll happen the day i have a baby by free, not to say that anything is wrong with free, just to
workout plan I said it's Kanye's workout plan (Ladies and gentlemen) It's Kanye's workout plan (Allow myself to introduce myself) His woooorrrrkkoouut plan
fears can get the best of me 'Cause I'm sick of being free [Chorus:] I'd love to think I'm alone (You're not alone in this world) Failure is plan B I
what you get you wantin' more than you have but as time goes by it gets easier to see the best things in life don't cost, they come free seen friends
m established, so the cabbage'll come I'm the clouds you won't see me in the trains I travel first class you don't even got a TV on your plane You should
like Jigga, standin in one place Sound Scan like Thrilla with out changing my face They threw ??? plan B says.. - Who says ??? Then whats plan A, cause plan B
like a cop Braveheart I'm screamin up the block Now the soldier, cadet, general in fact Don't let me get up and show yawl motha fucka's respect Plans
kicks and still holdin Trips to Paris, I civilized every savage Gimme one shot I turn trife life to lavish Political prisonner set free, stress free
hope he come back to me Fly Gangsta! [Rydah J. Klyde] Yo I'mma let the hatters do them My neck and wrist I draped it Untouchable, M-O-B Figa affiliated
, a lot of long nights A lot of long flights, worth every sacrifice A soldier of fortune fearless fightin the good fight I never had a plan B, I never