Plies - 2nd Chance Lyrics:
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I went to see my ni**a, he doin` seventeen
One of the realist ni**as, I done ever seen
Got caught wit` a bird, but his record was clean
Comin` back from Dade on a Gator wit` speed
He a real soldier but his partner was greed
Get out when he forty, went in at twenty three
How seventeen years worth one key
Some s**t cost twenty grand, he get you over ten piece
He ain`t wanna hurt nobody, he was just tryna eat
He had a real job, went to work four days a week
Said this his last trip and he was gettin` out the streets
He a good ni**a, second chance all he needs
Some ni**as make mistakes, all f**ked up circ**stance
Now they life gone, probably gon` die in the pen
They done gave up on life and put it in God`s hands
I thought this was America, what happened to a 2nd chance?
Some ni**as make mistakes, all f**ked up circ**stance
Now they life gone, probably gon` die in the pen
They gave up on life and put it in God`s hands
I thought this was America, what happened to a 2nd chance?
Wish I had one chance, to sentence the judge kids
And watch `em beg for they life like my ni**as did
Give them a life sentence fo` some s**t that wasn`t big
`Fore they get granted they appeal, they gotta do ten
Shoe gotta be on the other foot for you to understand
The scariest s**t in the world to be a black man
What my future holds, wish I knew in advance
I approach life everyday just hopin` I win
A lot us already lost, we sittin` in the pen
This s**t crazy `cause God, he forgive sin
But when it come to the system that s**t don`t bend
I guess it do, dependin` on the color of yo` skin
Some ni**as make mistakes, all f**ked up circ**stance
Now they life gone, probably gon` die in the pen
They done gave up on life and put it in God`s hands
I thought this was America, what happened to a 2nd chance?
Some ni**as make mistakes, all f**ked up circ**stance
Now they life gone, probably gon` die in the pen
They gave up on life and put it in God`s hands
I thought this was America, what happened to a 2nd chance?
I thought it was understood, nobody was perfect
So, how can one mistake make yo` life worthless?
God made us all, put us here to serve a purpose
Your life in twelve stranger`s hands to come back with a verdict
But is that really fair, what if they all was dirty
You mess up one time, and they come back with thirty
But if you ain`t got money, your whole family hurtin`
Then you ain`t got a choice, you gotta cop out early
But if you was rich, you wouldn`ta got them thirty
What if the judge racist, nobody`d overturn it
The system f**ked up, because it ain`t sturdy
Welcome to America, home of the controversy
Some ni**as make mistakes, all f**ked up circ**stance
Now they life gone, probably gon` die in the pen
They done gave up on life and put it in God`s hands
I thought this was America, what happened to a 2nd chance?
Some ni**as make mistakes, all f**ked up circ**stance
Now they life gone, probably gon` die in the pen
They gave up on life and put it in God`s hands
I thought this was America, what happened to a 2nd chance?