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Fiction Plane Wise

Wise is the one laughing from his grave Poor is the one who refuses to save Gone is the hope of a better day I don't really know you but I want you to

Wise is the one laughing from his grave Poor is the one who refuses to save Gone is the hope of a better day I don?t really know you but I want you to

think you got it all set-up You think you got the perfect plan You think you got it all set-up You think you got the perfect plan We break your plans

and plan Hella faded from the trees we bought, beware Cause you can get caught by the all-out Verbal assault, Pharcyde and Black Thought [Bootie Brown & Frank Fiction

my fam They got shook, and then organized the plan Constructed for me, all just to have your jammed Don't want reward, double wise man, as long you'se

and plan Hella faded from the trees we bought, beware Cause you can get caught by the all-out Verbal assault, Pharcyde and Black Thought [Bootie Brown & Frank Fiction

out the Heaven Severin competition, snitchin the word infliction Now it's my fiction to tell the truth about the contradiction Pay attention, understand my main-dead plan