2nd Chance Lyrics - Plies

[Verse 1] 

I went to see my nigga, he doin' seventeen 

One of the realist niggas, I done ever seen 

Got caught wit' a bird, but his record was clean 

Comin' back from Dade, on da Gator wit' speed 

He a real soldier, but his partner was greed 

Get out when he fourty, went in at twenty-three 

How seventeen years worth one key 

Some shit cost twenty-grand can 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 nigga, second chance all he need 

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[Hook 2x] 

Some niggas make mistakes, off fucked up circumstance 

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 second chance 

[Verse 2] 

Wish I had one chance, to sentence the Judge kids 

And watch 'em beg for 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 gotta be on the otha 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 approach 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 

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[Hook 2x] 

Some niggas make mistakes, off fucked up circumstance 

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 second chance 

[Verse 3] 

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'd overturn it 

The system fucked up, because it ain't sturdy 

Welcome to America, home of the controversy 

[Hook 2x] 

Some niggas make mistakes, off fucked up circumstance 

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 second chance