[Intro: Planetary, (Dituyí), -Norman-]
Yeah, -yeah, we got my man Planetary in the
Building-, D.O.S. what’s good?, -yeah, D.O.S
Man-, (yo! Try to guess who’s coming)
[Verse 1: Planetary]
I overload the rats for more cheddar
I’m overthrowing the land and go getter
Still chasing the bread, I can’t catch up
But when I catch up, you know I’m gone act up
My spitadry is similar to word wizardry
It gonna take a nation of mills to get at me
(D.O.S.) O.S. the best and I can claim that
Since ‘88 back grabbed on the train track
Laid back most of the time but I’m
A rational style at times undefined
Don’t under mind cause you can’t understand
Gun in hand mean I putting one in your man
What’s the plan, man? I’m back on the Philly
Streets
Black minivan plan, yeah that’s really me
Silly me thinking that you can adept quick
No more, no less, no stress, nigga that’s it
[Hook: Dituyí]
Don’t look back, just go ahead
Life’s hard so try to hold on
If forced to go back to the streets
They come to get you, keep running, running
Now choose what you prefer
Take that way, the road to return home
Or that path to join the leads
Become somebody while they coming, coming
Yeah, -yeah, we got my man Planetary in the
Building-, D.O.S. what’s good?, -yeah, D.O.S
Man-, (yo! Try to guess who’s coming)
[Verse 1: Planetary]
I overload the rats for more cheddar
I’m overthrowing the land and go getter
Still chasing the bread, I can’t catch up
But when I catch up, you know I’m gone act up
My spitadry is similar to word wizardry
It gonna take a nation of mills to get at me
(D.O.S.) O.S. the best and I can claim that
Since ‘88 back grabbed on the train track
Laid back most of the time but I’m
A rational style at times undefined
Don’t under mind cause you can’t understand
Gun in hand mean I putting one in your man
What’s the plan, man? I’m back on the Philly
Streets
Black minivan plan, yeah that’s really me
Silly me thinking that you can adept quick
No more, no less, no stress, nigga that’s it
[Hook: Dituyí]
Don’t look back, just go ahead
Life’s hard so try to hold on
If forced to go back to the streets
They come to get you, keep running, running
Now choose what you prefer
Take that way, the road to return home
Or that path to join the leads
Become somebody while they coming, coming
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