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letra de part of the plan - swizz beatz

chorus: -chris martin- (swizz beatz)
trying hard to speak and (yeah)
fighting with my weak hand (yeah, yeah)
driven to distraction (good morning america)
its all part of the plan (it’s real, crazy)
when something is broken (what chu want me to do) (what chu want me to do)
and you try to fix it (a, what chu want me to do) (a, what chu want me to do)
trying to repair it (i mean, i mean, i’ma let cha know)
any way you can (you know what time it was?)

verse 1: -swizz beatz-
the time was the late 80’s
every block had a stray dog with rabies
fiends through away their crack babies
argued’ with my brother, to see who picked the mouse up
‘memba i opened up the oven door to heat the house up
everyday, polices swarm
coming home from school, with brains on your uniform
i wish i could fly away on a unicorn
im from the ghetto & everyday a human’s born
so who cares if im stretched out, on the scene
surrounded by homicide’s forensic team
yellow tape, haters glad that im dead
pedestrians walking by & they just shaking dey head & sayin…

chorus: -chris martin- (swizz beatz)
trying hard to speak and (breathe, breathe)
fighting with my weak hand
driven to distraction (it’s crazy, i mean life is what chu make it mann)
its all part of the plan
when something is broken (what chu want me to do?)
and you try to fix it (what chu want me to do?)
trying to repair it (it’s easy to make it, how ya gonna maintain it?)
any way you can (i had to tell em)

verse 2: -swizz beatz-
what’s hot, what’s not, what should, what shouldnt be?
come on yall, who’s to say what couldnt be?
look at me, im the nicest, not the icy-est
sometimes i wake up & ask god “who’s life is this?”
i look at these eyes, im only in this body

if you only could understand the visions that i carry
my ethics would be like, puff daddy when he intern,
men play with fire, men get burned
to talk about this, the only thing ive earned
is i can rap, or talk about killing you like this or
puttin a hole in ya head the size of that,
but that’ll be cheating myself & i can’t do that mann

chorus: -chris martin- (swizz beatz)
trying hard to speak and (i mean)
fighting with my weak hand (we all live in this world together, right)
driven to distraction (so if you breathing like im breathing…)
its all part of the plan (w-ssup?)
when something is broken (what chu want me to do?)
and you try to fix it (huh?) (what chu want me to do?)
trying to repair it (you better get out, get up & get something)
any way you can (im stressed out mann)

verse 3: -swizz beatz-
mann, it all ends up on the back street
in a abandoned building where the crack heads meet
all you hear is (-coughs, inhaling-)
& lighters flicking
they be smoking, baby’s dead, rat poison in the kitchen
they so high walking by thinking she’s sleep
don’t even put her in the crib, just cover her with a sheet
this is me, in that building, 17 with the bundles & the gun up on me
& ill shoot any n-gg- that run up on me
& for two years, my moms been looking for me, crying
runnin’ up on other kids, thinking it’s me
by now, i aint got no heart
n-gg-, im a gang member, throwin it up & im ready to stomp

chorus: -chris martin- (swizz beatz)
trying hard to speak and (huh, yeah, yeah)
fighting with my weak hand (watch out, watch out)
driven to distraction (yall all know that we come from the back, mann)
its all part of the plan (when you go after the top, then it’s all on you dog)
when something is broken (ah man, you hit)
and you try to fix it
trying to repair it (can you help me?, can you help me?)
any way you can (d-mn)

- swizz beatz

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