Lyrics One Chance - Zion I

One Chance

I neva been no dam killa
Rip a spot, make it hot, thats illa
Spit words, I’m reserve, no filla
16 what I fiend, go rilla
In this habitat I rap I’m chilla
No squilla, go make me rilla
This is it, when you flip, go feel 'em
Live my life, roll’n dice, now deal 'em
I fulfill 'em
Exploitation, the nation, can seal 'em
They be think’n «I love Abe Lincoln»
They real dumb, what the f*#k is they think’n
Program my mind but my third I still blink’n
And sink in to the lean of a kingpin
No crown I’m, funky and stink’n
And real fit, I won’t be a charlatan
Vote me in office, I’ll piss upon parliment
I got one chance left
Live my life to my very last breath
One chance, just to dance, is a gift
I got one chance left…
I got one chance left
Live my life to my very last breath
One chance, just to dance, is a gift
I got one chance left.
I got one chance left.
I neva been no dam villain
Drop it down, chop it up, how I’m feel’n
Never runnin to the cops bout squeel’n
Make a move, show 'em proof, now I’m pill’n
Back the cat, pawn the rap, that’s heal’n
All the people put your hands to the ceill’n
I groove a mets ever since I was a chill’n
But present tense, bear ready, always will’n
I make a gangster meditate about his kill’n
I stay awake and levitate to feel n thrill’n
Reveal the millions
We live in trivial pursuits so why you side’n
I with my cousin, call the bus, now I’m ride’n
I came to give you what you need, so I’m provide’n
My planet stay in orbit, go against me, we collide’n.
My planet stay in orbit, go against me, we collide’n…
I got one chance left
Live my life to my very last breath
One chance, just to dance, is a gift
I got one chance left…
I got one chance left
Live my life to my very last breath
One chance, just to dance, is a gift
I got one chance left.
I got one chance left.
Like every city stay rock’n
And don’t doubt us, all about the al
I put it down for the town and keep it pop’n
And stick around when these fiends steady cop’n
The Air Toxic
You breathe deeply, you start to feel sleepy
Them bodies drop’n, daily n weekly
So Mr. President where ya been?
Seems you don’t care, for them dark skin
There’s two things: The Beginning & An End
And no difference between a sinner and a sin
I make amends cause we all is kin
But in last days when it all ends