My Plans

My Plans Chorus: My plans will glance through the sands of time The plans I have will never die, so don't cry The plans will allure many fans and Stan's My plans come together to form my master plan X3 Verse 1: The plan's that I'm forming Have been giving me warnings Of the horrible storming, approaching The horning is informing that they are transforming Grab the syringe and clinch it tight in my hands I ran to the back to get my master plans The timing is perfect for me to jump right in I have been, waiting for this, I got goose bumps on my skin With my head raises high I shall take to the winds The greatest minds combined, in music can't Compare to the plans of this mysterious man I can't see anyone in their right minds Trying or attempting to challenge this guy So high in the sky, becoming the bad guy And that's why, comply and apply the lyrics to yourself I can't keep putting them back on the shelf I'm waitin' for help to reassure myself The minds eye is wise, in the darkest of night It all alright, standby for the nearby reply of the wild The plans of this man, have been so compiled Chorus: My plans will glance through the sands of time The plans I have will never die, so don't cry The plans will allure many fans and Stan's My plans come together to form my master plan X3 Verse 2: As I feel the lyricism coming under my feet I now see I cannot cheat I need to be a specific heat for it to accept me But do believe me when I say this This isn't the last you heard of me either To this day I write and come up with lyrics And steer my dreams in the right direction It's like an infection once I am on it, cannot stop it The lyrics are coming faster then ever I've been caught in a rhyme clot, and I cannot escape The hatred laced inside of these fake faggots who think they the, Shit once I jump into the game my plan starts to commence I need to condense and dispense my lyrics and a rapid pace Bring em' back to the base and embrace the papers Encase the words, with delicate timing on the flows and words I try to lace the raps with grace a the face of me I want it to be my destiny to be a rapper, eventually I do see it happening just not soon or to be this week or further on Whatever I have to do I do it with confidence And to fill my raps with plenty of common sense and tense defence Chorus: My plans will glance through the sands of time The plans I have will never die, so don't cry The plans will allure many fans and Stan's My plans come together to form my master plan X3 Verse 3: Everything is coming to me so fast Im asked and asked but i can't put the pad down I passed all the last tests at best But all that matter at this direct moment is writing simple as that Give myself a pat on the back for actually wanting to do this I can either make it big or fall into the abyss with other rappers Struggling to make it, I can't take it I wanna where it leads me It'll take me on a trip and it has to concede to me if it's worth it Ill continue to do it anyways, any day and every day No matter what it says to me no matter where I end up My master plans won't get fucked up I muster up, the courage to speak, and share my ideas I'll never fall to my feat in defeat I'll pick up the pace, gettin' back on track gettin' back in the race I have to face my fears and never erase my words again I must keep on going and instead, repair them I feel like a transparent gem in the middle of the sea I do decree I will be able to see my dream come true And make a bright future outta you Hopefully it turns out the way I want, no need to flaunt Chorus: My plans will glance through the sands of time The plans I have will never die, so don't cry The plans will allure many fans and Stan's My plans come together to form my master plan X3