Braidz MC - No Plan B
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Verse
If you keep asking for the old braidz
Then you don't deserve my present sense
Living reflection of my cold ways
No heat, no house, centrelink benefits
No sleep, no spouse, settled at my folks house
Swirling off the dots like a treble clef
Guess its my consistence back then; i wasn't benching back then
Felt i needa' bet a desk if i'mma get a-head like presidents
I was thinking back on high school
I used to think the tеachers were my nеmesis
Everyday was valentines; shuffled in and out
I was rummaging the town with a trio that was resident
Should've seen us tagging everything
All the weed off dad i'd get for kids
I'm older i've be getting it now
Scared 'cause looking at my niece i'm seeing liam in his element
I never gave a fuck, you'd find me speaking like i'm celibate
Cooked up in the kitchen but won't speak on what we relished in
Elephants that stamped up in the square that i developed in
With numbers hiding out in every corner like some calendars
Balling like some amateurs, forwarding off backwards shit
Shootings over e too i ain't talking 'bout no battleships
All of us would smash the drink, clawed poison like a platypus
These pockets that i grew were all about that mammal shit
And i've been tryna' quit this vibe im gifted from the life i've lived, but
It seems that i'm sadistic, always raving red just like a titans christmas
I'm hoping time will fix it, but my tribalistic bits kind of miss it
If we're primed for instinct guess that i'm a misfit
How you think i got my moniker? my mind is twisted
Hook
(they used to call me) no plan, no plan, no plan b
Got his hopes and dreams off the dope and streets
That's no plan, no plan, no plan b
No drive, flows like drove backseat
Yep, no plan, no plan, no plan b
Stoked that fire now the blowback breathes
All these dudes think they gas; tell em own that queef
When they go at me they'll see no plan b
That's no plan, no plan, no plan b
No plan, no plan, no plan b
So wack holmes back to show that scene
That if iggy popped i can so fans see
How the bro's cracked, go spaz, no vax needed
On this so cap; popes hat, clone rap scene
Saying no plan, no plan, no plan b
'til i dead 'em with a sentence from my toetag teeth
Verse
Now i'm all grown up i've got big plans ay
Spit raps, get cash, sit back straight
Spliff drag, twitch chat, quick frag games
Instead focusing on how to make my six fans eight
Thats big cap, mate really lives rap playing
With these devilish accounts i've been a syntax slave
Said my list ranks great, and to think man came
Back when 6 had dreads, now the 5th has braidz
Tryna' touch me on the blow up like an impact 'nade
Hope your ink can hang with my tit tatt ways
Half you junkies in the scene couldn't bitch slap veins
Talking blacked out bentleys when the kids grab trains
I done punched so many angles turned a zigzag straight
'cause i picked that page over drip and gangs
Hit that brake just to switch mans lane
Only people out to get me ride in tic tac planes
'cause i'm an alien!
Maybe that's why nobody as crazy and
I'm paging 'em 'bout how to make my seasoned pass play to win
The state of scene is maybelline, and maybe i enabled it
Shit, maybe they were born in it, think most of 'em are caking it
Faking it, hate this shit and say it everyday til kids
Dog a lad and get me frothing at em like a rabieing
Been caving heads of cats when on these aggro bars
And leaving snakes in red and black like the mans jafar
And maybe its my poxy ankles, but i've been hot with angles since i got diss-abled
I went from bombing tables acting boxing trainer as a boxing traino
To rocking playlists, stages all across the states because of songs i'd made known
Did it off no label, but what's a label when you'd never really fit inside the box they tape closed
Hook
(they used to call me) no plan, no plan, no plan b
Got his hopes and dreams off the dope and streets
That's no plan, no plan, no plan b
No drive, flows like drove backseat
Yep, no plan, no plan, no plan b
Stoked that fire now the blowback breathes
All these dudes think they gas; tell 'em own that queef
When they go at me they'll see no plan b
That's no plan, no plan, no plan b
No plan, no plan, no plan b
So wack holmes back to show that scene
That if iggy popped i can so fans see
How the bro's cracked, go spaz, no vax needed
On this so cap; popes hat, clone rap scene
Saying no plan, no plan, no plan b
'til i dead 'em with a sentence from my toetag teeth
If you keep asking for the old braidz
Then you don't deserve my present sense
Living reflection of my cold ways
No heat, no house, centrelink benefits
No sleep, no spouse, settled at my folks house
Swirling off the dots like a treble clef
Guess its my consistence back then; i wasn't benching back then
Felt i needa' bet a desk if i'mma get a-head like presidents
I was thinking back on high school
I used to think the tеachers were my nеmesis
Everyday was valentines; shuffled in and out
I was rummaging the town with a trio that was resident
Should've seen us tagging everything
All the weed off dad i'd get for kids
I'm older i've be getting it now
Scared 'cause looking at my niece i'm seeing liam in his element
I never gave a fuck, you'd find me speaking like i'm celibate
Cooked up in the kitchen but won't speak on what we relished in
Elephants that stamped up in the square that i developed in
With numbers hiding out in every corner like some calendars
Balling like some amateurs, forwarding off backwards shit
Shootings over e too i ain't talking 'bout no battleships
All of us would smash the drink, clawed poison like a platypus
These pockets that i grew were all about that mammal shit
And i've been tryna' quit this vibe im gifted from the life i've lived, but
It seems that i'm sadistic, always raving red just like a titans christmas
I'm hoping time will fix it, but my tribalistic bits kind of miss it
If we're primed for instinct guess that i'm a misfit
How you think i got my moniker? my mind is twisted
Hook
(they used to call me) no plan, no plan, no plan b
Got his hopes and dreams off the dope and streets
That's no plan, no plan, no plan b
No drive, flows like drove backseat
Yep, no plan, no plan, no plan b
Stoked that fire now the blowback breathes
All these dudes think they gas; tell em own that queef
When they go at me they'll see no plan b
That's no plan, no plan, no plan b
No plan, no plan, no plan b
So wack holmes back to show that scene
That if iggy popped i can so fans see
How the bro's cracked, go spaz, no vax needed
On this so cap; popes hat, clone rap scene
Saying no plan, no plan, no plan b
'til i dead 'em with a sentence from my toetag teeth
Verse
Now i'm all grown up i've got big plans ay
Spit raps, get cash, sit back straight
Spliff drag, twitch chat, quick frag games
Instead focusing on how to make my six fans eight
Thats big cap, mate really lives rap playing
With these devilish accounts i've been a syntax slave
Said my list ranks great, and to think man came
Back when 6 had dreads, now the 5th has braidz
Tryna' touch me on the blow up like an impact 'nade
Hope your ink can hang with my tit tatt ways
Half you junkies in the scene couldn't bitch slap veins
Talking blacked out bentleys when the kids grab trains
I done punched so many angles turned a zigzag straight
'cause i picked that page over drip and gangs
Hit that brake just to switch mans lane
Only people out to get me ride in tic tac planes
'cause i'm an alien!
Maybe that's why nobody as crazy and
I'm paging 'em 'bout how to make my seasoned pass play to win
The state of scene is maybelline, and maybe i enabled it
Shit, maybe they were born in it, think most of 'em are caking it
Faking it, hate this shit and say it everyday til kids
Dog a lad and get me frothing at em like a rabieing
Been caving heads of cats when on these aggro bars
And leaving snakes in red and black like the mans jafar
And maybe its my poxy ankles, but i've been hot with angles since i got diss-abled
I went from bombing tables acting boxing trainer as a boxing traino
To rocking playlists, stages all across the states because of songs i'd made known
Did it off no label, but what's a label when you'd never really fit inside the box they tape closed
Hook
(they used to call me) no plan, no plan, no plan b
Got his hopes and dreams off the dope and streets
That's no plan, no plan, no plan b
No drive, flows like drove backseat
Yep, no plan, no plan, no plan b
Stoked that fire now the blowback breathes
All these dudes think they gas; tell 'em own that queef
When they go at me they'll see no plan b
That's no plan, no plan, no plan b
No plan, no plan, no plan b
So wack holmes back to show that scene
That if iggy popped i can so fans see
How the bro's cracked, go spaz, no vax needed
On this so cap; popes hat, clone rap scene
Saying no plan, no plan, no plan b
'til i dead 'em with a sentence from my toetag teeth
