Prince, another song, it's written on your face Instead I put pressure on the damn place I never liked running the crowd with no proof So now I gotta flex in the of the truth
Forever hearing Prince has to stick to his Prince make a song about a tech 9 I thought Prince be had to be be Yet they wanna riff they find I disagree
With that dog eat dog, I'm a get Even if I'm on your frame of mind You can ring where the ringin' things at But be thinks it's widdack
So now I'm of spikin' the punch And be the scapegoat for fakin' the funk But when they set up another time beef hard at first but melts in the heat
They call that plastic, Plastic, y'all, hit it, plastic, Plastic, y'all, hit it, plastic, Plastic, y'all, hit it, plastic, Shake it up over Plastic, plastic, plastic,
Lord, what wanna serve me now A cup of dried and a dark cloud You wanna me as you well, no way See I'm into okay
Don't you know they itchy me When they itchy you off the mic through the kissy kissy crew What else can display through a mind foul Can the politics you how, come on now
I to be used as an under cover clone Or even bad to the caps an, uh oh, persona That calculate traits that do what you what
Tic toc me for the crazy Do you really to know what a sellout is Did you ever see a feather could break a nut They melt every time you up
Because they're plastic, Plastic, y'all, hit it, plastic, Plastic, y'all, hit it, plastic, Plastic, y'all, hit it, plastic, Shake it up over Plastic, plastic, plastic,
I don't hip hop, what's this? What's You know but what's this? What's this? See I'm sayin'
Save the snakes because you can't me You me right, I'll be good to you Whatever's clever for the scapegoat's The most superficial, Interincarnational ever
And that's called plastic and that's foul, I'll be the scapegoat, and that's foul, plastic I'll be the sellout, plastic but that's foul, I'll be the wick wick wack, plastic but that's foul,
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