A8

My man, I got a plan to do it all What kinda plan you got? I got a plan that none of you ever thought about 'Cause underground niggaz don't be thinkin' I'm goin' kinda mental like Lincoln How can you make moves when you always strapped under? Plan to read the surface to know more about the thunder I wonder what really makes the world go 'round? Not thugs, 'cause thugs go 'round the brain of a brother's hound Who been in it for a quick blink but when you start to sink You'll be deeper than you was When you shoulda stopped to think about the consequences Your actions don't make lots of sense Brothers choose the wicked life 'cause they lack confidence The devil got your sense now You can't pay the rent and that's no accident So they went, arrested your development You should've took time to prevent The confiscation of your mind Now you're washed-up and a nobody No one to blame but you, buddy You're livin' life hectic and uneasy You chose to be involved with low deals and crises All 'cause of lust and greed your mind's held captive And unable to exceed Come follow the Peas We'll give you what you need We proceed to give you what? What? A, A, A, A, A8 We're giving you what you want We'll give you what you want We'll give you what you want We'll give you what you want And we proceed on feeding you what you need We'll give you what you need We'll give you what you need We'll give you what you need Everybody's goal is to win But others gettin' caught up within the line of committing sins And everybody seems to wanna rule It's so ridiculous We gotta find the right cure We approach to penetrate within the storm To wash up individuals with evil forms Conquering battles and the spells of greed Dark faces all around me makes it hard for me to see Who's got my back and who will backstab I'm ready for foes and hos who try to grab my currency If I ain't got none then she's quick to run To the ones that got some The world belongs to those who make action The main caption is to bring satisfaction If you like that Content, you see How you're supposed to call yourself a real MC? So what's the definition of a true MC? Someone who rocks while puttin' my soul at ease Lyrics with entertainin' capabilities That's a real MC all around 360 degrees Givin' you what you want Givin' you what you want Givin' you what you want A, A, A, A, A8 We're giving you what you want We'll give you what you want We'll give you what you want We'll give you what you want And we proceed on feeding you what you need We'll give you what you need We'll give you what you need We'll give you what you need Witness grief through startin' material You were blinded by lights and the ego ratio God blessed you with the gift for only show business But you're a careless pro Beat you know is where your failing won't show Only indoors and only cash flow Fakin' it big but yet you never know You were payin' your dues, bringin' on sorrow Here today, easily gone tomorrow Feel the pain and I never borrow from another man Instead I make a grand Watch the Peas as we make a stand A, A, A, A, A8 We're giving you what you want We'll give you what you want We'll give you what you want We'll give you what you want And we proceed on feeding you what you need We'll give you what you need We'll give you what you need We'll give you what you need