Plan B Songtext
von Sanova

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