Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 2nd Chance, artist - Plies. Date of issue: 11.12.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
2nd Chance |
| I went to see my nigga, he doin seventeen |
| One of the realest niggas, I done ever seen |
| Got caught with a bird, but his record was clean |
| Comin back from Dade, on the Gator with speed |
| He a real soldier, but his partner was green |
| Get out when he 40, went in at 23 |
| How seventeen years worth one key (kilo) |
| Some shit cost twenty grand can get you over ten piece |
| He ain’t wanna hurt nobody, he was just tryin to eat |
| He had a real job, went to work fo' days a week |
| Said this his last trip, and he was gettin out the streets |
| He a good nigga, second chance all he need |
| Some niggas make mistakes, off fucked up circumstance |
| Now they life gone, probably gon' die in the pen |
| They done gave up on life, done put it in God’s hands |
| I thought this was America, what happened to a second chance? |
| Wish I had one chance, to sentence the Judge kids |
| And watch 'em beg fo' they life like my niggas did |
| Give them a life sentence, fo' some shit that wasn’t big |
| 'Fore they get granted they appeal they gotta do ten |
| Shoe got to be on the other foot for you to understand |
| The scariest shit in the world to be a black man |
| What my future holds, wish I knew in advance |
| I 'proach life everyday just hopin I win |
| A lot us already lost, we sittin in the pen |
| This shit crazy cause God, he forgive sin |
| But when it come to the system that shit don’t bend |
| I guess it do, dependin on the color of yo' skin |
| 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 |
| Yo' life in twelve strangers 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, yo' 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 to overturn it |
| This system fucked up, because it ain’t sturdy |
| Welcome to America, home of the controversy |