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J-FLEXX: Music

MAN WITH A PLAN

(J-FLEXX)
MAN WITH A PLAN
(James Anderson, a.k.a. J.Flexx, Karen Chatman)

Chorus:
I’m just a man with a plan
In this scandalous land
Tryin to come up on a couple hundred grand in his hand
I’m just a man with a plan
In this scandalous land
Tryin to come up on a couple hundred grand in his hand
I’m just a man with a plan…yeah

Verse 1:
It’s a shady world we’re livin in
But ain’t no givin in
Peoples commitin sin
To get the dividends
Don’t nobody wanna pray
Cause it’s a faster way
They grabbed the AK
And start to blast away
Kill you for your tennis shoes
In a demented mood
Tupac and Biggie Smalls
Even that Ennis dude
Lost their lives needlessly
Ain’t where we need to be
Take over MTV
Change it to BET
Read up on ya history
And make a turnaround
Get off the evil ground
So we can burn it down
Put your trust back in God
Become friends again
Instead of Macintosh
And dirty Benjamins
All we gotta do is try
Together you and I
I’d be a fool to lie
It’s either do or die
Time to make a bigger play
And hope it ricochet
Cause to the devil
Every day is kill a nigga day

Chorus:
I’m just a man with a plan
In this scandalous land
Tryin to come up on a couple hundred grand in his hand…
Repeat 3X

Verse 2:
Sittin up in the courthouse
Hopin your case a throw out
But just your luck
The prosecution had a blowout
Now you wanna showout
Too late, time to roll out
In the cell with Bubba tryin to rip your asshole out
No doubt
Told the lawyer to appeal your case
Cause, shit, 6X9 ain’t a whole lotta space
Gotta get down for yours
Slice Bubba in his face
Hit the hole, 30 days
Of your life erased
Some of us in penitentiaries
Feelin the pain
Some of us the only prison
Is inside our brain
The game is to maintain
Without goin insane
Find out what you do best
And make it your claim to fame
Mine is this MC thang
Puttin rappers to shame
So before you shoot off your mouth
Make sure you aim
I’m just a man with a plan
In this scandalous land
Tryin to come up on a couple hundred grand in his hand…

Chorus

Verse 3:
My folks struggled to bring me up straight laced
But my cousins and my uncles put the game in my face
Sometimes my pops had to hustle but he stayed on my case
Said I had to do somethin to uplift the race
Don’t talk bad about the ghetto
Unless you lived in it