Plastic lyrics

3:48) (A. Cordes)

Prince sing another song, it`s written on your face. Instead I put
pressure on the whole damn place. I never liked running through the
crowd with no proof. So now I gotta flex in the steps of the truth.
Forever hearing Prince has to stick to his kind. Prince make a love
song about a Tech 9. I thought Prince Be had to be Prince Be. Yet
they wanna riff when they find I disagree. With that dog eat dog,
I`m a get mine. Even if I`m steppin on your frame of mind. You can
ring things where the ringin` things at. But Prince Be thinks it`s
widdack. So now I`m accused of spiking the punch. And I`ll be the
scapegoat for faking the funk. But when they set up another prime
time beef. What`s hard at first but melts in the heat. They call
that plastic... (Chorus) (What) Plastic y`all. Plastic (what)
plastic y`all. Plastic (what) plastic y`all. Plastic (what) plastic
y`all. Shake it up over here... (Repeat Chorus) Lord what they
wanna serve me now. A cup of dried rainbows and a dark cloud. You
wanna picture me as you well, no way. See I`m into innovations OK,
don`t you know. They itchy itchy me when they itchy itchy you,
Passin off the mic through the kissy kissy crew. What else can
display through a mind that`s foul. Can the politics show you how
come on now... I refused to be used as an under cover clone. Or
even bad to the bone. Nocturnal caps an `Uh oh` persona. That
calculate traits that do what you wanna what... Tic toc me for the
crazy fliz. Do you really wanna know what a sell out is. Did ya
ever see a feather that could break a nut. They melt every time you
heat `em up. Because they`re... (Chorus) I don`t know hip hop,
what`s this? Huh, what`s this? You know, what`s this? What`s
this?... See what I`m sayin`... Save the snakes because you can`t
find me. You treat me right, I`ll be good to you. Whatever`s clever
for the scapegoat`s toys. The most superficial, sacrificial,
interincarnational costume ever, and that`s call plastic... And
that`s foul... I`ll be the scapegoat, And that` foul... I`ll be the
sellout, And that`s foul... I`ll be the wick wick wack. And that`s
foul