Check it
Im the fcking one without a jacket
When i play with the microphone ,I rip it yes i wreck it
Fools in my way, step out of my way
With this lyrical style, youre gonna get sprayed
Masterminded with a master plan
Well im back to the jam with a mic in my hand
So where would you rather be, living on your hands and knees?
Well they got you wanting it so bad now, its just a fcking tease
Use you mind over matter, dont give in
Reach for carrot, thats still hanging
Masterminded by a master plan yes… they dont give a damn
They give with one hand
And they got take with the other
While they say theyre your friend
But their world is a lie
They give with one hand
And they got to take with the other
Well ya know its the end
But its just the beginning
Dominant view
Its all over you
Check it
Im the fcking one, with the pin-stripped jacket
Orchestrate my shit, while the drummers getting wicked
In your mind, no room to decide
All the same, so youre trapped inside
Masterminded with a master plan
Well im back to the jam, with a mic in my hand