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The Game Plan

from The Unknown Celebrity by Zuby

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(Yo yo Zuby yo Zuby yo, u know last time we set it off with The Movement yo but u gotta show these cats what The Game Plan yo u gotta get em son got get em go get em) I got em, yo!

This the latest installation of the Zuby proclamation but my flow’s intoxicating so don’t listen and drive/ u people feeling the vibe?/ Know that class is now in session go and get your pens and paper and pay very close attention (uh)/ cuz every revolution’s gotta start with a message I’m bout to lead the evolution with the track that I’m blessing/ better check your clocks and watches wait I’m jumping a line/ u better set your clocks and watches I’m ahead of my time/ they say I’ve got a lot of flare so I’m about to shine bright work like owl through the night til even Cowell thinks I’m tight (right)/ but not a pop idol Zuby’s closer to the Bible (why?)/ the kid is full of verses plenty chapters and a title (ha ha)/ to those who know it’s him I’m like I’m already a star/ cuz I treat rapping like the gym I only deal with heavy bars (chyeeea!)/ and push without a spotter yearning since the last set and never tire my desire’s burning like the last rep.

CHORUS

Never leave without a trace man (Bad Man, Bad Man)
Cuz if I’m in it it’s a race man (Bad Man, Bad Man)
And they can’t keep up with the pace man (Bad Man, Bad Man)
I gotta put em in they place man (Bad Man)
One of the realest since I came man (Bad Man, Bad Man)
One of the illest in the game man (Bad Man, Bad Man)
So now they wanna know the game plan (Bad Man, Bad Man)
I gotta let em know the name man (Bad Man)

Chyeeea! (Yeah man that was tight that was tight u know but u know, I still hear these people talking like u ain’t nice and stuff yo u gotta talk to em man. U gotta address the non-believers u know, u gotta show em how u built son yo go get em)

Yo, I’m maxing out until I’m sick enough to hurl in a trench/ I see u little people hating cuz I curl what u bench (aww)/ but all the talking is irrelevant don’t stress that I’m the best cuz u can clearly see the evidence like Monica’s dress (ha ha)/ Not generic with the stuff, I’ve just gotta keep it real to me there’s people that I’ve never touched but still they say they’re feeling me (for real)/ so u might think I’m arrogant reality I’m humble (uh huh) I know the talent’s heaven sent but people gonna mumble (uh huh)/ some rappers like to yap about who’s gats are bigger (ha ha)/ always rapping on the tracks bout how they flash the trigger/ when it’s really going down they’re making tracks and quicker/ they look tough but never do nothing like action figures/ I’m just gonna keep it sweet see I ain’t gotta keep it street I’m taking candy from u babies cuz it’s bad for your teeth/ I grind to hitched with papes til the lights go off/ I’m trying to get rich like Gates u just Microsoft (chyeeea!)

CHORUS

(Ok that does it I’m getting really sick and tired of this Zuby character u know everywhere I look I see ‘are you down with Zuby? are you down with Zuby?’ no I’m not down with Zuby! Fricking Oxford boy thinking that he’s like an OG or something, u know kid ain’t even that tight yo I mean he can’t even rap talking about, u ain’t stepping to me, family tree, illest degree, yeah whatever man whatever) Ok, yo!

I’m ripping up the beat it’s deep what’s written on the sheets I spit the truth up in your face and keep the front behind me (yeah)/ I rattle off discerning words and barely concentrate it’s like I’m flattening the learning curve no need to emulate (uh uh)/ the kid is on the come up so the haters stay vexed and I ain’t even paid yet although I’m tight like latex (uh huh)/ it only takes a verse to comprehend that I got skill so I don’t need to see the nurse I know I’m terminally ill (chyeeea!)/ but don’t think that I’m dying the sickness I’m implying’s not related to my fate conveys I’m destined to be great/ cats are destined to be fake if u don’t really switch the game/ always rapping all the same about your chicks and your chain (all the same)/ about your bitches and your riches and the shots u give to snitches u ain’t joking that’s ironic (why?) u leaving me in stitches (ha ha)/ I’m up against the odds time to watch me make it even best believe it’s for a reason I’ve got things to be achieving, chyea!

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from The Unknown Celebrity, released January 4, 2008
Produced by WCW Beats

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Zuby UK

Zuby is an independent British rapper and creative entrepreneur, known for his authentic, positive lyricism and inspirational message.

He has sold tens of thousands of albums independently, performed in 8 countries, and amassed 2 million social media followers.

Zuby was born in England, raised in Saudi Arabia, and is a graduate of Oxford University. ... more

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