Plan B Lyrics - Singles - 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. / Im back in my studio, cant leave/ 

Thats 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 youre just wasting your energy/ 

Plan B?... I was born to grip this m-i-c/ 

Let me be. (But youre 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 Im in my sleep/ 

Now you see?... Me and music got this chemistry/ 

Dont Look at me/ like something wrong with me chemically/ 

Dont you see?/ Nothing ever happens instantly/ 

Obviously/ Im 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? 

Im flooding radio, until they just demand me 

Going out on tour, rocking at the grammys 

(But what makes you so sure?) I see what you cant see 

(But what about a Plan B?) What about a Plan B? 

Im flooding radio, until they just demand me 

Going out on tour, rocking at the grammys 

(But what makes you so sure?) I see what you cant see 

VERSE 2: 

LETS SEE! / Musics what I breathe and what I bleed/ Its in my seed/ 

If I have a daughter, Ima name her melody/ 

Cuz rhythm be a part of me/permanently/ It never leaves/ 

Pardon me, if I block you out, once youre telling me/ 

I need a plan b, cuz this my plan a to z 

Ima R-A-P till I D-I-E / R-I-P / 

And I aint retiring till turning about Im 63/ 

Ima keep ripping and spitting, til they getting sick of me/ 

H-I-V / So spread the gossip, like T-M-Z/ 

Im blowing up the whole scene like T-N-T/ 

Like DBZ, Super Saiyian level 23/ 

Dont 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 Industrys hard to break in, unless youre gimmicky/ 

And youre 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. Cant 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 theres 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/ 

Dont want to be pushing 93/ wondering / 

Why I didnt 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 Im seeing what you cant see 

(But what about a Plan B?) - ENOUGH with this plan B/ 

I Believe in this and you cant 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