Plan B - Catupecu Machu

Y ya me siento desterrado,
nadie cree en mi opinión,
nadie cree en mi opinión.
Y si solo es el aliento de mi alma
que alimenta mi calor.

AhLo que falta es más tiempo,
AhTanto tiempo y todo para vos.

Y si me encuentro hablando solo,
si me encuentro hablando solo,
no me importa, es mi obsesión.
Y si volando redescubro mis heridas,
ya no me importa mi dolor.

AhAh Ah Ah
Tanto tiempo y todo para vos.

Y cuando faltas, me haces falta.
La conciencia, la ilusión.
A la conquista de mi alma, mi alma, mi alma
y al conflicto negación.

No rezes por mí,
no hables, no hables,
no hables por mí.
No rezes por mí

Mama - Plan B

Verse1:so he sez he loves u wants u 2 be his wife
but he jus 2 hooked on the crack pipe 4 that 2 be rite its all lie none of its true tho it hurts u u kno wat u gotta do cut him loose like a dirty needle you dont kno were hes been all i kno is that seen high when he says he is clean there was a grey patch when he 1st bust on the scene but as the mystery unravvled all became black and white you kno wt i mean we can neva be friends he can go 2 hell no more hanging round the house likea bad smell either he goes or i do its ure descion mama its all on you ure ure too old 2 be naive and i kno u anit iggnorant thats what botherin me ma cos ure goin on diffrent i anit ever seen you loved up like this bfore whys it everybody but you who can see that u deserve more
Chorus:Mama cant u see what he tryin to do 2 u and me mama its so black and white and while u sittin at home he out smokin a crack tonite and i cnt go thru that nooo no can do i cnt go through go through that cant go through that
Verse2:When i 1st met him i fort he was cool had a few things in common like supporting arsenal i stood away he med u happy like a love fool calm u dwn more times hard up stressed fool but all that dunt matter 2 shit when he starts acting like a little kid treat u as if u woz some kind of bitch mama u anit rich but he stills borrows ure money and neva pay you bak cos any penny he spend on dat bad habit his fuckin takes the piss bringin that slut in 2 our house is the ultimate diss now i kno u threw him art 4 that but how long it gonna be 4 u take him back mama i kno u lonley but ure the only 1 hu cant see that this bloke is phoney and he dunt really care bart ya mama he jus sez he duz cos he finks ya fuckin dumb
Chorus:Mama cant u see what he tryin to do 2 u and me mama its so black and white and while u sittin at home he out smokin crack tonite and i cnt go thru that nooo no can do i cnt go through go through cant go through that
Verse3: my Mama loves a crackhead it that what im supposed 2 tell my friends wen they ask me how im doing am i supposed 2 be pretend act like nuthins wrong when there blatenley iz turn another cheeck when he takin the piss fuck that nt how the man of the house is supposed to act i gotta defend my terrrioty guard my patch when i kno he doin dogey shit behind ure bak put my foot dwn and stand my ground and that this has gt 2 stop whether if the gidebuns crack or nt his head anit there he fuckin lost the plot dead and buried is 2 act freeze and cnt even act rtie cnt even act his age thats so fuckin lame 30sumthin years old he shud feel ashamed if i woz him id slit my my veins at the mains in a look warm bath and sit in it till my artieris drain do it rite this time so i dunt i anit gotta do it again cos theres nothin more perfetic than a cry 4 help either u do or u dnt wana kill ya self everybodys knos u gt a problem so it dont matter if u mean it but what u u gotta is be a man n fuckin deal with it i kno the truth hurts mama but thiz shit gotta be sed cos he dunt love u he never has oni fing he ever loved in this world is crack
Chorus:Mama cant u see what he tryin to do 2 u and me mama its so black and white and while u sittin at home he out smokin crack tonite and i cnt go thru that nooo no can do i cnt go through go through cant go through that
go throught that (x5)

Missin Links - Plan B

Look out my front door, what do i see,
Another likkle yoot on the street shottin weed,
It wont be too long before that yoot is shottin smack,
Sellin heroin to his bredrins and dat,
Makin fast cash, thinkin hes goin places,
And he will be straight after the court cases,
He thought the streets would bring him glamour and fame,
But now hes locked up and noone remebers his name,
(Cos you know) Its alright just how easily people are forgotten,
One minute your heading for the top,
You dont ever look like stoppin,
Then suddenly you find yourself right back at the bottom,
Thas life though, and so's gettin cut with a knife so,
Watch your step if you dont wanna get blood on your nikes bro,
'Cos these streets will have you up when you least expect it,
You say you dont fear death but you know you respect it

[Chorus]

Time is missing links,
Chucking you right back in,
Feels like somethings missing, yeaa
Time is missing links,
Chucking you right back in,
Feels like somethings missing, yeaa


I've seen my best friends cry,
I've seen my best friends die,
I've had my best friends lie about how there doin fine,
I've had so many best friends in my time,
And most of them i've lost to smokin white lines,
I aint no stranger to drugs i've had my fair share,
Had my head up in the clouds like a fucking care bare,
Chattin all dat raah care, yea im jus experimentin,
MDMA LSD amphetimins, all da rest of dat shit dat goes wid it,
Why is it everyone who does drugs finks they know everyting dere is to know about life already,
Jus by sittin on their setee doing drugs infront of the telly,
Finkin there heavy, 'cos dey live their lives like dat,
High on crack what sort of fucking life is dat?
Whatever happend to your dreams and aspirations blud,
Now the highlight of your day is masturbation blud,

[Chorus]

Time is missing links,
Chucking you right back in,
Feels like somethings missing, yeaa
Time is missing links,
Chucking you right back in,
Feels like somethings missing, yeaa

You only end up in the gutter, if you live your life on the curb,
Or if you choose to take it one step further then the herb,
The shit is gettin worse, its always been like this,
Lifes a game of give an take an people take the right piss,
I've seen a most self-righteous a man fall off the wagon, and start chasing the dragon,
It's funny how now there the ones with the problem,
Look how much their big fuckin mouths have gone and cost them,
Used to be the type that looked down on man,
Now their inhaling toxins through a biro and,
Its ironic dont you think that 5 years back the same cats are now on crack,
They didnt even used to drink now there the missing links,
In the world of wasted talent, could of been great now there just making up the balance,
Musicans, artists, writers, authours, Gymnasts athletes footballers,
Bare peeps i used to know that could of turned pro now the only game they play is the one on road,
Wether it be drug pushin shopliftin or prostitution,
Some sort of instution seems like the only solution,
Stop the manour lookin like some kinda mardi gradis,
This guy cause on the corner askin if you wanna party,
Its narsty, drivin through the ends its like a safari,
Dont get out of your car unless you got crackhead kamakazi (kamakazi)

[Chorus]

Repeat x2

Plan B - No Good