I Am the Narrator - Plan B

I’ll be that…

Lyrical rater, social commentator

Socially commentating, what I say’s verbaton

Verbal stipulator, oral illestrater

Orally illestrating, what I’m stipulatin'

Drugs rule everything around me Thugs makin’money

My manor manor’s ill ya’ll, ill ya’ll

Pushers on my block, shottin’rock

This is real yo Bitches suckin’cocks, for them rocks

Yey they will though

Prossies on the corner with the fuckin’high heels on Pick 'em up, drop 'em off

Yey they ride real strong

Crack addicts lookin’for other addicts to steal from

Walkin’round wondering where they’ll get their next meal from

Coke heads, on the reds, sniffin’up their wages

Dealers on speed dial suckin’all their papers

Still on the same number that they’ve had for fuckin’ages

Sim card so old, the logo’s fuckin’faded

But turn it over an’ya see the gold nugget

Reflectin’off the light that shines down above it Unregisted shit, you gotta love it

«Pay As You Go"so the feds don’t bug it Twitter for the Streets, if you want Tweets

Eleven little digits an’the blow is all you need

Tell me what’s your poison, they got everythin’from weed

Up to Meth Anphetamine, everybody follow me An’join up to their antisocial network

Database 'o smack, coke an’crack smokin’experts

Without it they’ed go outta business, they’ed no longer get work

So anybody tryna fuck with it’s gonna get hurt

Lyrical rater, social commentator

Socially commentating, what I say’s verbaton

Verbal stipulator, oral illestrater

Orally illestrating, what I’m stipulatin'

Are you sittin’comfortably?

Well put your seatbelts on, 'Cause your in for a harrowing ride.

'Cause this is ill Manors, were dark shit goes on at night.

I am the narrator.

The voice that guides the blind, folowing not with your ears but your mind.

An’alow me to take you back, an’forth through time.

To explain the significance of things you may think are insignificant now.

But won’t … farther down the line!