Stana, Melody Melz, Ghetts - Second Chance lyrics
Ghetts [Justin Clarke Samuel]
[Stana, Melody Melz, Ghetts - Second Chance lyrics]
I'm just a guy that writes poetry
Rhymes his life vocally and openly
I ain't tryna ride the
Mic globally but hopefully
I could travel overseas
Get a load of peeps to fucking notice me
All I've got is big guns, broken dreams
Bad combination on these ghostly streets
Mad complications so we oversqueeze
Sad conversations always over beef
Got on the heat, that's compulsory
Streets ain't heard the most of me
Lyrically B
Keep it clean and tidy compulsively
I've got OCD and I move so mean and grimy
Something like ODB back from the dead
Minus the plaques on my head
Giving you rap expressed from the back of
My chest where my heart is
Trapped by the stress
Me being trapped in the pen
I'm knackered to death, I'm exhausted
Sick and tired of bullshit
I'm tryna change my life and progress
Yes, I'm back like I never left
Up in the studio again with Ghetts
Rolling back the years
Conversating 'bout our brother Wallace
Holding back the tears
Such a shame, such a fucking shame
I'd give it all to have him here
Hear my fucking pain
Got me thinking back to, we were locked up
Barely 18
Prolific young offenders with a vision
Of the same dream
Lee died, I went back to jail
Ghetts stayed free
Took his second chance, hit the mainstream
Been thinking more and I've
Been sleeping less
Wondering why I feel exhausted all I needed
Was a second chance
Remembering where it all went wrong
I'mma pray till I get things sorted
All I needed
Was a second, I needed a second chance
I'm just a guy that paints pictures
With words which I can
Turn into great scriptures
Every single one of my
Lyrics contains sickness
I should be quarantined
You should remain distant
Different day, same system
Every day's the same and I'm
Just tryna make today different
Olders tried to school me as a young'un
(waste of time) but I was young and I just
Wasn't respecting the age difference
I told my nigga Stana take his
Second chance and run with it
Cause Justin got his second chance and look
At what he done with it
I talk in third person when
I mention my accomplishments
Cause I don't wanna blow my own trumpet
I'm on this humble ting fuck that
Cuh when you're down they wanna kick you
And it's only when you're up they uplift you
If you focused on the moments I was
Broke and I was coming up
Please, include how I improved
You ain't real if you don't
Recognise what I represent
It's been a long time coming
Judging by these measurements ten years
Niggas can't undermine my relevance
It's no wonder why I'm blessed, listen
I never had it easy some can't relate
Cuh they never had to be me
All I had was bottle, I never had the genie
So I used to wish upon the stars discreetly
Been thinking more and I've
Been sleeping less
Wondering why I feel exhausted all I needed
Was a second chance
Remembering where it all went wrong
I'mma pray till I get things sorted
All I needed
Was a second, I needed a second chance
Rhymes his life vocally and openly
I ain't tryna ride the
Mic globally but hopefully
I could travel overseas
Get a load of peeps to fucking notice me
All I've got is big guns, broken dreams
Bad combination on these ghostly streets
Mad complications so we oversqueeze
Sad conversations always over beef
Got on the heat, that's compulsory
Streets ain't heard the most of me
Lyrically B
Keep it clean and tidy compulsively
I've got OCD and I move so mean and grimy
Something like ODB back from the dead
Minus the plaques on my head
Giving you rap expressed from the back of
My chest where my heart is
Trapped by the stress
Me being trapped in the pen
I'm knackered to death, I'm exhausted
Sick and tired of bullshit
I'm tryna change my life and progress
Yes, I'm back like I never left
Up in the studio again with Ghetts
Rolling back the years
Conversating 'bout our brother Wallace
Holding back the tears
Such a shame, such a fucking shame
I'd give it all to have him here
Hear my fucking pain
Got me thinking back to, we were locked up
Barely 18
Prolific young offenders with a vision
Of the same dream
Lee died, I went back to jail
Ghetts stayed free
Took his second chance, hit the mainstream
Been thinking more and I've
Been sleeping less
Wondering why I feel exhausted all I needed
Was a second chance
Remembering where it all went wrong
I'mma pray till I get things sorted
All I needed
Was a second, I needed a second chance
I'm just a guy that paints pictures
With words which I can
Turn into great scriptures
Every single one of my
Lyrics contains sickness
I should be quarantined
You should remain distant
Different day, same system
Every day's the same and I'm
Just tryna make today different
Olders tried to school me as a young'un
(waste of time) but I was young and I just
Wasn't respecting the age difference
I told my nigga Stana take his
Second chance and run with it
Cause Justin got his second chance and look
At what he done with it
I talk in third person when
I mention my accomplishments
Cause I don't wanna blow my own trumpet
I'm on this humble ting fuck that
Cuh when you're down they wanna kick you
And it's only when you're up they uplift you
If you focused on the moments I was
Broke and I was coming up
Please, include how I improved
You ain't real if you don't
Recognise what I represent
It's been a long time coming
Judging by these measurements ten years
Niggas can't undermine my relevance
It's no wonder why I'm blessed, listen
I never had it easy some can't relate
Cuh they never had to be me
All I had was bottle, I never had the genie
So I used to wish upon the stars discreetly
Been thinking more and I've
Been sleeping less
Wondering why I feel exhausted all I needed
Was a second chance
Remembering where it all went wrong
I'mma pray till I get things sorted
All I needed
Was a second, I needed a second chance