The Plannit Lyrics

The planet I handle it Infinitive Climate Inventive [Chorus] [x2] Rest my legs off (the planet) Worlds my easel (I handle it) Gods my mind state (Infinitive) Arts my climate (Inventive) [x2] Left, right Stay on track Push on, forward march Don't fall back Keep moving [Verse One] [MURS] My brigade won't be swayed or made to be afraid Head high hearts humble righteous men don't parade Stood silence in the shadows Steady building up my rage And it's too late to counter once the move has been made Like Aragorn call them ghosts off the ship We gon' slide through your city start tearing up shit Destroying ring wraiths that bring fake hymns Singing praises to these demons named Cash and Gems We smash such pens And flash grim grins As we administer a sinister fate to men Who have a transgressed and refused to transcend The confines of the state of mind they in The path has been laid the gauntlet thrown down The power so potent when I'm playin' with pronouns It's like a healing potion when the poetry put down Elixir That's a mixture with the word And this verb combined in my mind Until it's stirred Brain left scrambled so they label me disturbed Tray in your face, get it straight we don't get served Orel MURSheiser on the mound with a sick curve Thoughts thrown swift so your vision might get blurred Get nerve Get gone Or go home I'm headed for the rim gonna claim a gold throne So hold on Or come along if you feel this But on this journey we'll encounter some realness There's drama there's pain There's death there's illness But 3M Generals will lead individuals to a positive called change Give you confidence in the rain Bring your tolerance to the pain I'm polish this insane So when you play this song and recite this rhyme You open up your heart and you soul starts to shine For the journey is the struggle but the movement is divine [x8] Left, right Stay on track Push on, forward march Don't fall back Keep moving [Chorus] [x2] Rest my legs off (the planet) Worlds my easel (I handle it) Gods my mind state (Infinitive) Arts my climate (Inventive)3 Melancholy Gypsies - The Plannit - http://motolyrics.com/3-melancholy-gypsies/the-plannit-lyrics.html