Plan B - Sanova

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?

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

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)

(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