KRS One

Plan Up Your Family

KRS One


You better check this 

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Plan up your family ha high me say 
Plan up your family ha high 

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Yeahhh... 
This one's dedicated to the girl you see 
and all bwoy big D livin in the ci ty I sing 

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Uhhhhh... 
Sex is part one but every story has a sequel (try) 
Not to live with your parents now people 
Let part two be planned by you not fake (why?) 
Cause your baby you'll start to hate (cry) 
Like if you can't afford a sausage 
You on edge, baby cries, you throw him in the garbage 
You know the stories that you hear in the news 
Babies being killed, infants being abused (right) 
Do people life they live like a movie 
Yellin, "Do me! Do me!" Too much loose booty 
They wanna be Blowfish like Hootie (chill) 
Premature pregnancy is ill 
You never hear the other side of the story (like) 
Like what happens after you hit the shorty 
Right (right), you check it before you get butt naked 
Heed the science in the record 

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Yeah... 
This one dedicated to the girl, you see 
And all bwoy big D, livin in the city, I say 

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Yeah, yeah... 
You know the time y'all, you know the time y'all 
Hear the rhyme y'all, time to free your mind y'all 
School's open here's the message comin next 
Some dumb-ass kid feels proud he had sex 
("I knocked it out! Yeah I'm the mack and I'm all that!") 
Nine months later, you can't afford Similak (why?) 
You look back on your life, you say it can't be 
I never asked or planned to have a family 
Thinkin back in bed you was a happy camper 
And uhh, now your partner can't find the Pampers 
Every day more sex you pursuin (sex is good) 
But think about what you doin 
Everybody yellin revolution 
But still on the ave cruisin, not seeing we losin 
Control your life and choose your direction 
With sex and foreplay use protection 
Control your life and choose your direction 
With sex and foreplay use protection 

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Yeah this one's dedicated to the girl you see 
And all bwoy big D, livin in the city, I say 

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You know 
I got to add this last piece to the song 
So no one gets me wrong, and we can live long 
Havin a child is good for your health 
But how you gonna have a kid yo, when you a kid yourself? 
It's your life, not hers, or his (true) 
Now you want someone to come and watch your kids? (ooh) 
You try to give em to your moms, she ain't with it 
And with no sisters, a job you can't seem to get it 
Now you applyin for welfare, medicare for health care 
Now your whole life is goin nowhere 
I'm gonna say it, you might not respect it 
But most pretty little girls wind up pregnant 
You wanna wear tight clothes and act loose 
But now someone gave you the truth! Yo 

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