The Game Plan

[Verse 1: Bukshot]
I need applause
Give a hand like Jaime Lannister
Haters tripping balls cause I haven't quit rapping, huh
In this thing, on some payback stabbing ya
Holes in ya neck, comparing me to Dracula
Still writing, gotta build up my stamina
Never gonna stop until I'm cold like Canada
Underground king in this thing and I'm having a blast cause I'm working this track like Danica
They don't like my kind around here, cause I speak my mind I surround 'em in fear
I get no love cause I act too weird
Nothing like warm blood to turn me on my dear
They don't wanna know what's in my closet
Dead Juggalette and netting wetter than a faucet
Haunting pеople saying Bukshot has lost it
Here's my favoritе scene, where you die, let's pause it

[Chorus: Bukshot]
Walk in my shoes, journey in a strange land (land)
Put you in and take you out with the same hand (hand)
Rep the M.O.B. know you dealing with a made man (man)
Any moment I can take you out the game plan
Walk in my shoes, journey in a strange land (land)
Put you in and take you out with the same hand (hand)
Rep the M.O.B. know you dealing with a made man (man)
Any moment I can take you out the game plan (game plan, game plan, game plan, game plan, game plan, game plan)

[Verse 2: Bukshot]
Hate runs deep and it's real and it's often
Jealous of my character, yeah I'm pretty awesome
Time has made me hard, I will never soften
Mind's full of scars and ready for the coffin
Kind of lately this game's getting ugly
Backpackers hate me but the Juggalos love me
Streets made me, thirsty and hungry
Prison tried to break me, but it wasn't lucky
Fell face first, and yeah I got some mud on me
Never had a shirt, until you get some blood on it
Life hurts, sometimes you gotta shove on it
'Fore it gets worse, gotta show that you're a tough opponent
Time's harder, nights get longer
Days get darker, my ego is a monster
I live good, evil gets conjured
I fight the demons but I think they're getting stronger

[Chorus: Bukshot]
Walk in my shoes, journey in a strange land (land)
Put you in and take you out with the same hand (hand)
Rep the M.O.B. know you dealing with a made man (man)
Any moment I can take you out the game plan
Walk in my shoes, journey in a strange land (land)
Put you in and take you out with the same hand (hand)
Rep the M.O.B. know you dealing with a made man (man)
Any moment I can take you out the game plan

[Verse 3: Bukshot]
My words go, seal it with a handshake
Cross me and leave 'em with some stitches and a band-aid
Keep it real, I'll never understand fake
Aunt Jemima shit, leave 'em flat like some pancakes
Stand proud, the music is my destiny
Rivals in the way, I can't let 'em get the best of me
Sweet revenge is gonna be the death of me
Close to the end, purgatory is the penalty
Feeling devilish, darker than some Orc Lord
Trying to stop a Hobbit trying to bring a ring to Mordor
Fuck a sword, I got a magnum called a .4-4
Take my ball and go home just like a poor sport
Barricaded at my house like a stand-off
Enemies surrounding me, but I'm prepared to blast off
Aiming at these peoples chest like a bad cough
About to save the fucking day again like Gandalf

[Chorus: Bukshot]
Walk in my shoes, journey in a strange land (land)
Put you in and take you out with the same hand (hand)
Rep the M.O.B. know you dealing with a made man (man)
Any moment I can take you out the game plan
Walk in my shoes, journey in a strange land (land)
Put you in and take you out with the same hand (hand)
Rep the M.O.B. know you dealing with a made man (man)
Any moment I can take you out the game plan