hard way Tired and failed nine times, here comes ten Got a mind, gotta get it right this time Got a mind, gotta get it right this time Last chance to
the hard way Tried and failed nine times, here comes ten Got a mind, gotta get it right this time Got a mind, gotta get it right this time Last chance
be glad I chill But if y'all forfeit and I feel friction The landlord is givin' ya teeth dental piction X's over eyes and birds around ya heads, flyin' Limp
fast to go And blow like Curtis Double off in the lex Let me see if she worth it Gettin' by so perfect Gettin' by so perfect Last year I was mackin'
won't stand a chance Cause the L.O.D. put in work like red ants And when I walk by Curtis Mayfield'll draft And spell the full limp love is just like
What you don't know can lead you to the extremes Shunning help though you feel a need You fear to be caught limping and you lose your place And leaning
the truth (Your) Your lies....it's hard to see through Regret me don't forget me I want you to remember Regret me don't forget me last chance that you
boy, you won't stand a chance 'Cause the L.O.D. put in work like red ants And when I walk by Curtis Mayfield'll draft And spell the full limp love is
In the streets of New York Dope fiends are leaning for morphine The TV screen followed the homicide scenes You live here, you're taking a chance So look
who's soft? Put the microphone down, let's square-off You need a hand, you got hands for tryna be me, now L L stands for Lower Level, Lack Luster, Last Least, Limp
't you come home with me? This is our last chance for love This is our last chance This is our last chance for Last chance for Last chance for love
on the wool-er Finger on the trigger Scramb-a-lin, ramb-a-lin Thinks he la right gamb-a-lin Ambul-ance head crack Cause he took a chance That you didn
to go And blow like Curtis Double off in the lex Let me see if she worth it Gettin by so perfect Gettin by so perfect Last year I was mackin We climbed
he showed prose in his time compose lies his rib cage hungry not just for my mic blocked every blow with his face and now he spits with a limp and thinks
I'm like 50 Pacs not two, boy cold from sick ha-choo Ask myself a question, why I do Punk pussy rappers, try you pip squeak Last one and not two, 50
last chance For romance Our last chance Come home with me Won't you come home with me This is our last chance for love This is our last chance This
there's no going back The last thing I see before it all goes black An easy, cushy life never had to graft I just turned out wrong and wasted every chance
