Plastic
de P.M. Dawn
(3:48) (A. Cordes)
Prince sing another song, it's written on your face. Instead I put
pressure on the whole damn place. I never liked running through the
crowd with no proof. So now I gotta flex in the steps of the truth.
Forever hearing Prince has to stick to his kind. Prince make a love
song about a Tech 9. I thought Prince Be had to be Prince Be. Yet
they wanna riff when they find I disagree. With that dog eat dog,
I'm a get mine. Even if I'm steppin on your frame of mind. You can
ring things where the ringin' things at. But Prince Be thinks it's
widdack. So now I'm accused of spiking the punch. And I'll be the
scapegoat for faking the funk. But when they set up another prime
time beef. What's hard at first but melts in the heat. They call
that plastic... (Chorus) (What) Plastic y'all. Plastic (what)
plastic y'all. Plastic (what) plastic y'all. Plastic (what) plastic
y'all. Shake it up over here... (Repeat Chorus) Lord what they
wanna serve me now. A cup of dried rainbows and a dark cloud. You
wanna picture me as you well, no way. See I'm into innovations OK,
don't you know. They itchy itchy me when they itchy itchy you,
Passin off the mic through the kissy kissy crew. What else can
display through a mind that's foul. Can the politics show you how
come on now... I refused to be used as an under cover clone. Or
even bad to the bone. Nocturnal caps an "Uh oh" persona. That
calculate traits that do what you wanna what... Tic toc me for the
crazy fliz. Do you really wanna know what a sell out is. Did ya
ever see a feather that could break a nut. They melt every time you
heat 'em up. Because they're... (Chorus) I don't know hip hop,
what's this? Huh, what's this? You know, what's this? What's
this?... See what I'm sayin'... Save the snakes because you can't
find me. You treat me right, I'll be good to you. Whatever's clever
for the scapegoat's toys. The most superficial, sacrificial,
interincarnational costume ever, and that's call plastic... And
that's foul... I'll be the scapegoat, And that' foul... I'll be the
sellout, And that's foul... I'll be the wick wick wack. And that's
foul...
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