Name: My Last Chance
Duration: 3 min 4 s
Channel: U-NeeK
Description: preview copy, real rough, FIRST TAKE, not even done writing it, but trying to keep it real, let ya hear tha mistakes in tha first take, tha power of what this song may end up having. ITS RAW, ROUGH, AND ANGRY!

My Last Chance

yaboyuneek

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preview copy, real rough, FIRST TAKE, not even done writing it, but trying to keep it real, let ya hear tha mistakes in tha first take, tha power of what this song may end up having. ITS RAW, ROUGH, AND ANGRY!

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yaboyuneek

Bringin' Tha Trap Back To Ya Trunk, Straight Loud, No Bunk. Gettin my music straight again, ya feel? Just doing what I wanna do till I die.

Grind All Day. If you aint it, dont say it. Fuck tha fakes and tha snakes..... I've always been real and true to who I am, if you aint, stay up off me. Yall say you tha truth, prove it.... I did along time ago. Nate aka ya Boy U-NeeK

Song Info

Genre

Hip-Hop • Alternative Hip Hop

Charts

Peak #1,485

Peak in subgenre #118

Author

U-NeeK

Uploaded

December 09, 2010

Track Files

MP3

MP3 2.8 MB • 128 kbps • 3:04

Lyrics

~::CHORUS::~

This may be my last chance

I aint gonna let it slip out of my grasp

I'm gonna keep going till I cant go no more

I'll quit when I'm lying dead on tha floor

I'm going down fighting, I'ma keep swinging

I dont matter what battle you're bringing

I'ma keep doing me, making my songs

this love and  passion cant be so wrong

~::VERSE 1::~

f*** your sh** , f*** what you say

I can make my dreams happen some damn day

but as long as hope lives, you cant do sh** 

then I still have a reason to grab a mic and spit

f*** tha beat, f*** tha drugs, f*** morphine

I dont need none of that to be a real king

Jesus didnt have drugs, Gods son didnt have beats

he didnt need a gun to walk tha streets

he didnt need anyone to tell him he was right

all he needed was hope, and his burnt bright

I'm like a windproof lighter in a hurricane

you can blow and blow, but I can still maintain

you can stop this, you shouldnt even try

cause I'll f*** ing make it happen before I die

you like a worn shoe, ya lost ya soul

ya spirits riddled with holes, I fill those holes with hot coals

and my sh** s burning brighter than before

one day, they'll talk bout me in musics folklore

and when they mention my name, I'll embody my name

you'll remember my last stand, I changed this game

and its okay, this maybe my last mp3 I ever encode

but when it hits ya IPOD, it'll f*** in explode!

and if I dont, I'll have no regrets

can you say that for a fact? sure, I bet

~::CHORUS x 2::~

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