Plan B

Intro:
 What if this music stuff don't work out?
 Then what?...
 You gotta have a Plan B.
 What's your Plan B, man?
 Do you really know how hard it is to "MAKE IT"?
 (Yeah I do.)
 I'm not trying to kill your dreams, but...
 So MANY PEOPLE are trying to do the same thing.
 Ya' know.
 Hello. HELLO?
 VERSE 1:
 Damn G. / I'm back in my studio, can't leave/
 That's me! Mic check 1-2-3/
 Lets see how far making this music takes me/
 Listen B. / Passion, perservance is the key/
 Pardon Me, but you're just wasting your energy/
 Plan B?... I was born to grip this m-i-c/
 Let me be. (But you're pushing nearly _3)
 Maybe, You need to leave this as a memory) /
 THIS IS ME! This is my image, my identity/
 Hobby? Man I do this job from 3 to 3/
 , More than trees. Cutting records while I'm in my sleep/
 Now you see?... Me and music got this chemistry/
 Don't Look at me/ like something wrong with me chemically/
 Don't you see?/ Nothing ever happens instantly/
 Obviously/ I'm at the door of Opportunity/
 Let me see/ what might happen when I turn this key/
 CHORUS: (Repeat 2x)
 (But what about a Plan B?) – What about a Plan B?
 I'm flooding radio, until they just demand me
 Going out on tour, rocking at the grammy's
 (But what makes you so sure?) – I see what you can't see
 (But what about a Plan B?) – What about a Plan B?
 I'm flooding radio, until they just demand me
 Going out on tour, rocking at the grammy's
 (But what makes you so sure?) – I see what you can't see
 VERSE 2:
 LET'S SEE! / Music's what I breathe and what I bleed/ It's in my seed/
 If I have a daughter, I'ma name her melody/
 Cuz rhythm be a part of me/permanently/ It never leaves/
 Pardon me, if I block you out, once you're telling me/
 "I need a plan b", cuz this my plan a to z
 I'ma R-A-P till I D-I-E / R-I-P /
 And I ain't retiring till turning about I'm 63/
 I'ma keep ripping and spitting, til they getting sick of me/
 H-I-V / So spread the gossip, like T-M-Z/
 I'm blowing up the whole scene like T-N-T/
 Like DBZ, Super Saiyian level 23/
 Don't sleep on me/ Narcolepsy, Zzz/
 I keep store lines longer than a dmv/
 Once I drop a lp, cd, mp3s/
 Not yet, but soon as I hit up MTV/
 BET, VH1, CMT/
 CHORUS: (Repeat 2x)
 VERSE 3:
 (This Industry's hard to break in, unless you're "gimmicky"/
 And you're too deep/ You gotta dumb it down, lyrically. /
 SERIOUSLY, You got the content, delivery/
 But 10% is talent, 90% is imagery/
 Damn it B/ Everybody rapping. Can't you see?/
 What makes you think, You gonna stand out in this stampede?/
 Eventually, you might "make it" eventually/
 But listen to me, Someday you gotta face reality)! /
 REALITY, is that there's still a driven child in me/
 So let me breathe. / Do my thing. Rock this talent, please. /
 Honestly you can keep that negativity/ No limit, See? /
 Until they be mimicking like "Hennessy"/
 O-U-T-L-E-T for eternity, this music be/
 Don't want to be pushing 93/ wondering, /
 Why I didn't keep on chasing dreams/
 When it seems impossible, Destiny intervenes /
 OUTRO CHORUS:
 (But what about a Plan B?) – What about a Plan B?
 Making music gonna support me, plus my family
 I can see it now, Yo it really amps me
 (But what makes you so sure?) – guess I'm seeing what you can't see
 (But what about a Plan B?) - ENOUGH with this plan B/
 I Believe in this and you can't unconvinced me/
 I can draw it out, Pass me a pen, please/
 (But what makes you so sure?) – Let me show you what I see