Текст песни Dream Warriors w Kandu - The Master Plan
Dream Warriors w Kandu - The Master Plan слова песни
You want bigger and better and higher and larger and more shitPeaches and creamTo each man his dreamHarvest crops and propsTeaches teens how to throw dice and pick locksI wish you knew the issueIt`s all wallet, politicsDone it, done itSeen it, seen itWe seen it doneNo opposition to noneCause they remember that storyBout him puttin some fools hand in a blenderCause first things firstGotta hold his down like (?) purseAnd school his team like Vince LomardiNo noble causeFrom sea to streetEntrepreneur geniusThey try to take him under federal conspiracy lawsProbable causeDamn, that`s Rick the manWith the master planCHORUS: (2x) [Kandu]Somebody told me to deliver this message (pass it on, pass it on)It was the 7th of July7 years have moved, like out of placeSo we rushed itWatched us run straight to the front doorTook 4 steps, then he took 1 moreHe rocked timbos from his ankles to his big toesWouldn`t get caught without the flyest of apparelHe knew the scooop on everybody from meTo Geraldine FerraroFirst love was a FerrariHe played more games than your average AtariHe said call me Big, but really I ain`t the (?)Dips call me oftenAnd pops call me JuniorLo-co, at timesI am the cream of cropsRipped clean of propsHad the school imperialsOn his materialsEverybody jackin so you know the scenarioCause if he heard wordWell, not a word he`d utterIf he spoke fast not a word he`d - stutterHe never slipped into the pit of a gutterCause cousin`s butterYou know there ain`t another brother - similarHe got into the scene with open handsAnd his love goochieGot him the bootyBut no (master plan)CHORUS (2x)Lookin at the sin, advance spinReminds him of memoriesOf when he can`t rest til he buries theseSo he remains alone in his roomWhen his head hits the bedHe sees visions of being dippedI guess you know a good thing til you lost itTossed itThe limelight of paparazziGet a grip, don`t tripThen cause if you tripYou slip and pinstripes wasn`t his shitSo I guess he got a reasonSo he grabbed the number 9To define gettin evenHis definition was thisA death wish, kiss TishAnd told Cha-Che to hold the mayoPayo, payo was the sound of the oddoBut little did he know another brick would be his motto (ha, ha, ha)In the wall, stretch limosAnd rose of eyes, in disguiseLike stain glass windowsWith more flowers than I`ve ever seenGot the Visine for this thingYou know, easy come, easy goYou may think it kinda strangeSince the beginning God`s been giving in to angelsBut take backCHORUS (2x)Pass it on