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the halls as everybody pass
When I get up in the cafeteria I shoot the bags
But ain't a motherfuckin' thang really goin' to plan
So I gallop up the stairs

off this ride, I'm
Holding tight until
I can feel alive

I'm sitting under falling stars
Do you miss me where you are?
I'm making plans to be with you

to take my shine
And that ain't part of the plan

I keep one rolled yeah I'm always puffin
Yea I stay baked cause nigga I love it
Had nothing but now we

Yo, Sin, you started from rapping in the cafeterias
to hooping in high school to dropping out of college
and now you're rapping
Tell them your story,

pata' con mis canilla'
Se tira'n, "¡plan, plan!", do' tiro' pa' la costilla
Lo único que pude ve' e' que se lo lleva'n en camilla

Bienvenido a mi

or two
In my younger days
Rebellious ways
Cafeteria trays
Oh, those were the days, but now they're cited
History books
Now a days
MILFs look
Like damn if I

to plan it
I just got back from Mars
Somehow now I'm speaking Spanish
Ay stop killing my vibe, I'm balling right now
I'm gonna do this until I die
Swear

Mmm

Things that I went through
It fucked up my mental
Now I don't know who I am
Robbed me from my personality
I got distracted from all of my plans

40s
I've returned to being an angry man
I can see clearly now that the drugs wore off
Some kinds of music just aren't part of the plan
But through

Future Shock

Chill Rob G.

Ride the Rhythm

1990

My word's food for thought the mind is like a cafeteria 
Some rappers are inferior but none are superior 
My voice is choice I'm one of the chosen

The Hard Way

JT the Bigga Figga

Don't Stop Til We Major [2006]

1996

up with a freak by the cafeteria 
Hair was long, pretty with butt 
I told the freak I was about to cut 
So call me at eight and don't be late 
When

The Hard Way

JT the Bigga Figga

Don't Stop Til We Major

1996

pimpin that Benjamin Franklin
So I walked the halls, wishin the Merrier
Hooked up with a freak by the cafeteria
Hair was long, pretty with butt
I told

struggle with weariness
I've worked in cafeterias
Ain't eat much but I got experience
I talked to God today
He told me "get up, you gotta move"
I told Him

Something we would do 
Under the voodoo of that lick 
Something quickly changed 
When I saw my maynes 
Sitting at the cafeteria table 
With a pen and a paper

just told em that I grew up
Born in Nigeria, music my criteria
Girls in the back lining up like cafeteria

We gunn light the city up, yeah
They fuckin

ready to make our run
For the Broke to Shine, legend has just begun, uh
Okay been killin it since my mixtapes
Better yet since the cafeteria in 6th grade

voice, Soul Train
Nasty, cafeteria food on lunch trays
We illa than villas wit no v
ICTORY reigns
If ever lost, again
Lineage of David, if they ever

eating
Since school cafeterias
Spitting bacteria
Finessing criteria's
Mad bands all in my pants
I money walk with da money dance
Im touching bulk with my

Traveled the pipeline
From cafeteria to chow hall
The bus the clicks to mail call
The life I lived is hell y'all
An empath with a past
Dread covered up with

I'm from, Red bandanas extension an drums
No pops bad dreams stayed wit moms, My game plan get us up out these slums
Everyday I'm jumping fences from

first cup of coffee. But after that I'd hail a taxi drive up the west side or FDR to work. Turn on my computer. Check my emails, go to the cafeteria for

get my demons drunk
Game the cafeteria and none of y'all can eat with us
You in the craft I'm hearin ya and not many compete wit us
You cotton candy

be a playmaker
Pawns get eaten on the boardwalk
Walking down Broadway yellow tape white chalk
Why talk if you ain't plan to do shit
I could tell you

outside I got stupid plans
Your favorite rappers stupid pants
I remember ass in class
Sleeping, dreaming of my dad's ass
Always woke me up, stupid fast
Do