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Chance To Explain Lyrics - Singles - Cyhi Da Prynce

(Verse 1) 

(Cyhi) 

The underdog (cyhi) 

Let me say this b4 the song start 

Don't ever let nobody tell you how to draw your own art 

follow your own heart 

cause they don't put no poetry or no grocery in ya buggies tell em you push your own cart 

N****s say they a dog but when its time to fight n****s wouldn't pick up a paw 

let alone bark almost at a stone smart 

so i read n****s like poems in the form of a lame till the chrome spark 

they wont learn until they neck and they dome part 

from a tone dart how these yellow stones part 

if i ever made a million man i'd have my own march 

hit the club and make it rain like i own harp 

drinkin spadez at the top of the trump towers 

no baby mama only seeds i got is sunflowers 

take a shower for like one hour 

they trailbalzin come up forward power like juwan howard 

Bring pain to you dumb cowards 

no coke my killas addicted to gun powder 

niggas die off of one glower 

they girls spoil me though so i can see how they become sour 

can you believe they tried to put me in the slow class 

but im so fast gettin this show cash 

mr. reita and walked the hallways wit no pass 

brought my literature down to a science plus i know math 

(Chorus) 

So can you give me a chance to explain 

why i got this much game 

why i say i never change 

for the hoes the money or the fame 

So can you give me a chance to explain 

why i came the way i came 

why i think this whole industry is lame 

and why every song i write is for ya pain 

(Verse 2) 

So here's my testimony I lost the best of homies 

The only girl I'd ever thought had loved me left me lonely 

But everything come wit bread except bologna 

Now everybody want a slice of my cheese no pepperoni 

I wish you never known me ya n****s forever phony 

Aint nothing but a joke so I let em joan me 

They'd rather hate then give me props 

The industry is like a revolver you aint got that many shots 

So shot for the moon 

Or keep a pistol in your fruit of the loom 

Give you the scoop from a spoon 

I didn't up and call myself prince b*tch I was groomed 

Then we zoomed from the coupe to the room 

Then watch a butterfly bloom in my cacoon 

Layin in the dooms left her wit a zilla goons 

Then resume with my baboons sellin prune to ya bafoons 

Im not a coon bada bing bada boom 

Im on the green not a bean not a shroom 

My day will come soon 

Let my reign at the top be longer then monsoons 

(Chorus) 

So could you give me a chance to explain 

Sir Charles ,Master young 

(Verse 3) 

Allow me to clarify why my music will never die 

cause im seasoned like a checkers fry 

Black panther pride 

you niggas Julius peppers chi 

scared to say how you feel so u rather lie 

you got to tell the truth when you testify 

I do this for the dude that you left deprived 

Don't jeopardize your life tryna get a better ride 

Let that cheddar slide plus the streets is desert dry 

Don't measure my success by the records I 

Sell But by the people that I met when I was doin shows I stand alone like the letter I 

Live in the sky I am feather fly 

Bubba kush got me double decker high 

Virtually insane I am jamiroquai 

So recognize you couldn't see me with the naked eye 

Split personality like Jekyll Hyde 

Greg street bought me this iced out bezzled watch 

Smoking barney while me and my rebels ride 

So in my pants is the thang for a reason 

If you give me a chance to explain