gotta cry before you sing Chances, chances Chances lost are hope's torn up pages Maybe this time Chances are we'll be the combination Chances come and carry me Chances
Vertimas: Five For Fighting. Šansai.
her -- that Roman's Revenge is for Kim. (Nicki Minaj): Umm, you know, she just really jumped out the window and you gotta be careful when you pick fights
you fight to give us freedom But often more than not this is abused And the faces of a tired generation Have decided they are sick of being used For
chance, my friend To mend, and make the colors blend Let's all go out on a picnic, kick shit And squash all the static Last year I lost about five homies
like a f-cking garage, yeah this hood sh-t you and Drake ain't built for this the sh*t the other bitch almost got killed for I'm still counting what
The future The future The future Well I've been looking, looking for an answer Somebody promised me one And I've been waiting, waiting for the chance
Picture me locked out and smoked out with a half of fifth of Three sixty-five out of all the round trees They'll be Japanese, Majesty's corruptin' record companies Nigga, jump for
TV, bombs in the skies Over Baghdad they fight but they don't know why What they said about Hussein was a goddamn lie Raised a war against a religion for
do it again to get the power back Have godfather status, make niggas bow to that You can all shine and glitter and keep the ones Fives and tens, for
in the jail, cause I ain't goin' for the pot, Turn the pigwigs to mop top, for the bullshit to stop I got a hood I die for Been organized since '64,
and gangsta hoods He made friends with dealers and crooks And when the party was on you knew he had come It is like Gladis Knight and its five oh ones
