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letra de the plan - blake the snake

(verse 1: blake the snake)

i’m dreaming nothing big, i never had a pot to
p-ss in, less i had to win, i’m all american
i know they listening, cause i copped another benz
making dividends, in the bas-m-nt, to michigan
affecting all of the citizens in the 303
i know i’m just another snake but i’m the only
i’m bouta blow this b-tch up like the gop
that ain’t no threat, but i loathe all their hyporcisy
chase a check ay, out on fairway
stack up all my bands and i could write a essay
you homies dead weight, don’t even fret, hеy
we reaching to the top, at thе end of this decade
but i swear they pouring syrup in my cup, i don’t
remember all the stuff that happened before i woke up
that’s the shady folks, don’t turn off the lights
when we see that guy you best believe we shooting out his eyes

(verse 2: young sheehan and blake the snake)

my c-ck’s throbbin’, the beat’s knockin’, i’m off the gas
the bars are trash but at least it’s enough for me to pass
the p-ssy’s nice, so that’s the party i’m gonna crash
then after that, catch me in the cruze, hittin’ the dash
the flow horrific like a stank p-ssy to be specific
if you can’t watch yo sh-t, then don’t approach me with yo digits
and tell your friends to stay away, i won’t f-ckin’ permit it
and i don’t think you realize that i’ve always been that man
i’ve been the one supplying you with all yo bands
and you just a fan, you not part of the fam
the way i’m spittin’ got me sounding like aubrey graham
and that’s a shoutout to the certified lover man
but please don’t worry, this was just part one of the plan
so step up b-tch, while i go out and smoke this gram
aye, aye, aye, aye
blake the snake, right? that’s yo name, right?
you take that rap sh-t as serious as a play fight
but i know you cookin up something for the late nights
so imma stand back and let you take the reigns, right
i know what i’m doing, so i don’t look at all the sh-t
that the kids viewing, or how to even do that sh-t
i got that 2pac brewin, i’m sorry if that’s corny but
i know stupid, i know you sad and h-rny
places and sp-ces, tired of this lame sh-t
and we smoking either in the attic or the bas-m-nt
ain’t got a lighter so we starting fires like cavemen
i know you don’t understand me, ill speak in layman’s
you know i don’t accept the right to be silent
these republican cops all up in the highlands
who did they vote for? hmm, lemme take a guess
probably the ones who set up the concentration camps

- blake the snake

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