CLOSE, FLESH AND COLOUR DRAW ME IN A GRAND DESIGN, WHERE THE DAYS ARE NUMBERED COUNT ME IN STRANGER - NEARER LOVE OF LIFE DREAMS THEN PLANS, PLANS
[Chorus:] It may not mean nothing to yall But understand nothing was done for me So I dont plan on stopping at all I want this shit forever mine, ever
All I love's my dope and dead presidents Sound crazy? Well it isn't The ends justifies the means, that's the system I learned that in school then I
as loud as you wanna be I got an idea... Yo, we should get a room shaaaawty, yeah that's what we should do shaaaaawty Put it on my blackcard, we can raid the minibar Then
the brink of love You and I made more then plans back then Big dreams in a small town Eighteen and glory bound Nothing here to tie us down Big dreams
Yo, if you a fat chick gettin' your fuck on tonight Then go, oooh, oooh, oooh, oooh Yo, put your hands opposite to the ground if you're lovin' our sound
in the mall And telling every girl she the one for me And I ain't even planning to call I want this shit forever, mayne I used to have hood dreams,
Everytime I, turn around Everytime I, turn around Everytime I, turn around Everytime I turn my head, man Somebody's schemin' on a bad plan Tryin' to
the devil thats a crappy deal least it came with a few toys like a happy meal this game you could never win cause they love you then they hate you then
through the stylist(?) and violence with vibrance The sign of times with rhyme shit is timeless The mind is a terrible thing to spill Rap life's like a dream
This mankind is past, but can he erase The tears of a million years is human race Of animals, that talk and walk upright Then slave all day and fall in a trance at night Flowing the planet
the house, money, keys to the range Say what the Dilly yo Said, won't you tell me somethin' I didn't know Do you got plans to be with me Then why'd
Me And Your Family? Ever Word You Said Sounds Like To Me A Melody But I Can't Hear You No More Silence Is Killin' Me Yeah And What About The Plans We
have to spray down this bitch Call my whole team from around the way down this bitch I'm tryin' to stay down this bitch, play down this bitch Had a sound
sick, love sick (love sick love sick) Im just abit love sick, love sick (love sick) love sick Don't make a sound I might be dreaming boy Don't make a sound
really dreamed of Heaven much Until we put him in the ground But it's all I'm doing now Listening for patterns in the sound Of an endless static sea
really dreamed of heaven much Until we put him in the ground But it's all I'm doing now Listening for patterns in the sound Of an endless static sea
darkness of a dorm room Somewhere in this suffocated mid west But if this is real then I was mistaken And if there is truth then why can't we find it
