Sinista Plot (feat. Mr. Voodoo) Lyrics

Mista Sinista ft. Mr. Voodoo - “Sinista Plot”

[Emcee(s): Mr. Voodoo]

[Producer(s): Mista Sinista]

[Scratches: Mista Sinista]



[Verse 1: Mr. Voodoo]

I'm back with a

Sinista plot. Mr. Voodoo been this hot

Since when is he not? Like Roy Jones Jr

Y'all niggas must have forgot. Like the [?] wheel, spin in its spot

This criminal mind works ‘cause when does it stop. ‘Cause I've

Been on the D.L., y'all think I can't put rappers on the D.L

Flow like a seashore, so niggas see shells

You'll see Heaven or you'll see Hell. My name ain't

Latrell, but when it come to crime, I do a Sprewell/spree well

May be stingy with the chips, but when it come to

The clips, I'm generous—I got shots to share out

Guns like nostrils when they flare out—they don't inhale

Or exhale, but the shells air out. Stop

With the fables. I don't get dropped by labels—I drop labels

Chain-snatcher, when I rock mics, I pop cables

You know this mixture's fatal: me on mics and

Sinista on turntables, mixers, and faders Al Qaeda



[Hook: Samples with Scratches by Mista Sinista]

“Thinking of a plan” - Sample from Kool G. Rap on Kool G. Rap & DJ Polo's “Ill Street Blues”

“It's a scheme” - Sample from [?] - “[?]”

“Too strong for y'all... You ain't ready” - Sample from Jay Z - “Takeover”

“Shut your lips up” - Sample from Method Man on Method Man & Redman - “Part II”

“You not bad enough to compete, to challenge us” - Sample from Royal Flush - “Worldwide”

“Thinking of a plan” - Sample from Kool G. Rap on Kool G. Rap & DJ Polo's “Ill Street Blues”

“It's a scheme” - Sample from [?] - “[?]”

“Too strong for y'all... You ain't ready” - Sample from Jay Z - “Takeover”

“You just a boy, you not bad enough to compete, to challenge us” - Sample from Royal Flush - “Worldwide”



[Verse 2: Mr. Voodoo]

(Word) Fuck M.I.A. Voodoo been M.I.B

That's Missing In Brooklyn, and there ain't no extradition

If you've been listening and looking, you know the name is famous for tearing

Niggas out the anus, and I'm true to that tradition

I come with the Sinista plan, I'm dirty

Seven on the little hand, six on the minute hand, and y'all

Just fakes, fattening frogs for snakes. I don't need tracks

Lobs, or dates. I come early like a Minute Man

Mold, murder, spit, shape, and create. It's surgical how

Bullets insert in skulls and skirts get pulled

Gun-licking and I'm dead and shit, run lyrics from

The head and spit, speak with conviction like a predicate

Final argument spoken is eloquent as: “me know

Mi tu padre y tú mi niño.” In English or Spanish

Compared to Sinista and Voo, you're miniscule. Forget

DJing—don't quit your day job, and finish school



[Hook: Samples with Scratches by Mista Sinista]

“Word” - Sample from [?] - “[?]” (x8)