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The Grand Scheme of Things Video (MV)




Performed By: Straight-P
Language: English
Length: 2:01
Written by: Pete Wendt
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Straight-P - The Grand Scheme of Things Lyrics
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I was born never give a f*ck i go
Soar over everyone i know
Floor it in a car watch me go
Roar like a tiger test me no
Down for the people i roll with
Clown when im drinking something gold
Poker face i never fold
Too cold in a Hefner robe
Fresher than a fridge no mold
Murder in a choke-hold
You're an ad. i'm a centerfold
I'm a village. you're a motor home
Prank you from a rotary phone
Rob you when nobody home
Zorro in a black cloak with a mac 10 and a fat rope
Looking down like i'm on a drone
Foothills of the Arizon
Dead bodies all in my boat
Big bricks so they dont float nope
Dope like a couple keys of coke
Freaky with a skeez i grope
Straight-P put the diggy dick her down
Deez nuts to please her though
50 plus seasons of reasons to need me still breathing and leaving you beats and completions
This soundtrack that to live to
How much more could i give you?
From 4-tracks to records and cassettes that i spit to I Flow
I'll never leave this thing
In the grand scheme of things
Love it when i see you play
Sil voulle plai
I'll never leave this thing
In the grand scheme of things
Love it when i see you play
Sil voulle plai
Muthaf*cka wish you would
Gimme something to diss you good
Vicious kid i'm hood
Bitches keep it stood
Never complacent i race it just face it
I cant be replaced i smell blood you can taste it
Every time rhyme it right
Pulling every dime in sight
Precise timing tight
Designed diamond bright
Light a wick dynamite
Pimp it like Dolemite
Snow flow cold n white
Living that solo life
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English

I was born never give a f*ck i go
Soar over everyone i know
Floor it in a car watch me go
Roar like a tiger test me no
Down for the people i roll with
Clown when im drinking something gold
Poker face i never fold
Too cold in a Hefner robe
Fresher than a fridge no mold
Murder in a choke-hold
You're an ad. i'm a centerfold
I'm a village. you're a motor home
Prank you from a rotary phone
Rob you when nobody home
Zorro in a black cloak with a mac 10 and a fat rope
Looking down like i'm on a drone
Foothills of the Arizon
Dead bodies all in my boat
Big bricks so they dont float nope
Dope like a couple keys of coke
Freaky with a skeez i grope
Straight-P put the diggy dick her down
Deez nuts to please her though
50 plus seasons of reasons to need me still breathing and leaving you beats and completions
This soundtrack that to live to
How much more could i give you?
From 4-tracks to records and cassettes that i spit to I Flow
I'll never leave this thing
In the grand scheme of things
Love it when i see you play
Sil voulle plai
I'll never leave this thing
In the grand scheme of things
Love it when i see you play
Sil voulle plai
Muthaf*cka wish you would
Gimme something to diss you good
Vicious kid i'm hood
Bitches keep it stood
Never complacent i race it just face it
I cant be replaced i smell blood you can taste it
Every time rhyme it right
Pulling every dime in sight
Precise timing tight
Designed diamond bright
Light a wick dynamite
Pimp it like Dolemite
Snow flow cold n white
Living that solo life
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Writer: Pete Wendt
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