Thinking Of A Master Plan Songtext
von YZ

I got a plan, some sort of strategy
Hold my calls and get in touch with ESD
Give ′em the message give 'em a red alert
Tell ′em I need 'em tell 'em it′s time to work
Tell ′em I'm home, thinkin′ of my prophets
Goin' out in the world to teach knowledge
To the brothers and sisters that don′t know about the Mother
About the right way to go
Stop them from sellin' out
Teach them what pride is all about
Go out and tell ′em it's time to take a stand
YZ is workin'

Thinkin′ of a master plan
I′m thinkin' of a master plan
YZ is thinkin′ of a master plan
I'm thinkin′ of a master plan


Back again to explain what I expressed just a second ago
'Cause you still don′t know
At least you don't act like you do
And if you do, what am I gonna do with you
Here's my shoe, put your foot in it
Let′s see what I′m seein'
Black power in the realm and the governments disagreein′
They can't see it ′cause their movin' too fast
And they can′t last, 'cause they just had a blast
Not of the past but on cocaine, they keep trippin'
And an addict takes a cigarette, and keeps dippin′ it
Smokin′, tokin', hey I don′t play that
Im frownin' while Mr. Rain ya kept clownin′
Time for a change and I mean a revolution
Open your eyes a black president solution
Right in your face yo and you still don't see it
Yo that′s the way it's gonna be, and I agree
Before the bomb comes down you gotta stand your ground
And stop pullin' your own kind down
You need to stop clownin′
So I′mma raise my hand for power
YZ is thinkin' of a master plan

I′m thinkin' of a master plan
YZ is thinkin′ of a master plan
I'm thinkin′ of a master plan

I gotta tool, known as a 44
With a direct impact that can break down a door
Now why don't ya think that I can break down the law
If the law's corrupt, that′s the presidents eye sore
You learn to trust ′em, I don't even know why
Feel disgusted every time that I feel I
Lost a brother, to the other man
He′s lost in color, or the cocaine drug scam
My plan's devised by the government
To keep a brother down
So I′m shovin' it
Up the ass that it came from
We′re number 1, so you better stay away from
The Sons of the Father comin' from
Original land of the Mother
I'm thinkin′ of a master plan


YZ is thinkin′ of a master plan
I'm thinkin′ of a master plan
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, check this out

That poor sight from over here better start thinkin' about his people
Instead of always thinkin′ about himself
People you better go outside
And see what's goin′ on in front of your own door
The government can't do anything that you can't do for yourself
They only go as far as you let them go
So think of a plan of your own and be free again
And if you don′t
Well you just a modern day slave
And I would hate to see that for you brothers and sisters
Peace, I′m outta here