Pm Dawn - Plastic Lyrics
Prince sing another song, its 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 beYet they wanna riff when they find I disagreeWith that dog eat dog, Im a get mineEven if Im stepin on your frame of mindYou can ring things where the ringin things at.But prince be thinks its widdackSo now Im accused of spikin the punchAnd Ill be the scapegoat for fakin the funkBut when they set up another prince time beefWhats hard at first, but melts in the heat, they call that plastic( chorus )What, plastic yall , plastic, what plastic yall( repeat )Shake it up over hereLord, what they wanna serve me nowA cup of dried rainbows and a dark cloudYou wanna picture me as you well, no way.See Im into innovations okDont you know they itchy itchy meWhen they itchy itchy youPassin off the mic through the kissy kissy crewWhat else can display through a mind thats foul.Can the politics show you how, come on now...I refused to be used as an under cover cloneOr even bad to the boneNocturna caps an uh oh personaThat calculate traits that do what you wanna what...Tic toc me for the crazy flizDo you really want to know what a sellout isDid you ever see a feather that could break a nutThey melt every time you heatem upBecause theyre( chorus )I dont know hip hop, whats this?Whats this? see what Im sayin...Save the snakes because you cant find me.You treat me right Ill be good to youWhatevers clever for the scapegoats toysThe most superficial, sacrificial, interincarnational costume everAnd thats called plastic...and thats foulIll be the sellout, and thats foulIll be the wick wick wack, and thats foul
