Wise Intelligent - Another Chance @ Life lyrics

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Wise Intelligent - Another Chance @ Life lyrics

[Intro: Wise Intelligent] Yo feel that. That piano is good This is it right here PJ. This is it [Hook] If I had another chance at life I'd try to tell you that the things we had were right If I had another chance at life I'd try to tell you that the things we had were right [Verse 1:Wise Intelligent] Look, if Timothy Taylor was given A chance to do it again I, would probably change a few things I'd listen to me a bit more I'd travel the world with three Brides No hate, to each his own My name would no longer be Wise You'd call me Jesus Jones Pop off the hammer for Jers Return of a prodigal son Go tell your favorite MCs to give him his style back Here he comes If Timothy Taylor was given One chance to spit it again he Would rinse it until it's empty Lock up to the track like Cythie Black youth would come to the forefront Hip hop would feed the ma**es No weapon formed against us Would prosper or hara** us I'd educate your babies I'd teach black men to raise them I'd civilize your ladies I'd be Captain-Save-A-Ho If Timothy Taylor was given A second chance at life I'd tell Shaheed and Culture That what we had was right I wouldn't have let my sister Be murdered on the train tracks I wouldn't have watched my old earth expire in the projects [Hook] If I had another chance at life I'd try to tell you that the things we had were right If I had another chance at life I'd try to tell you that the things we had were right [Verse 2:Wise Intelligent] Yo, if Wise Intelligents given One chance to make it whole I'd buy back all your souls I'd give you crowns of life I'd bulldoze all the projects I'd build ghettos of grandeur Let Jadakiss ask Why I'm here to provide the answers No longer a need for black folk See physical labor's cheap Job market on the constant decline They movin' 'em overseas Get money then murder the ghetto Pitch coke like that, get fame No love for the poverty stricken Youth clique up and form a gang Is Wise Intelligent was given A second chance to say this I wouldn't water it down to compliment your radio play list I learned the hard way There's no such thing as black broadcasters They're simply puppets at the mercy of their slave masters Whatever you think, believe in Becomes the world around you Poor people think abundance Riches will soon surround you If Wise Intelligents given A chance to do it again I'd think the thoughts of prophets I'd rid the world of sin [Hook] If I had another chance at life I'd try to tell you that the things we had were right If I had another chance at life I'd try to tell you that the things we had were right [Verse Three] There's No longer a need for rappers Jesus Jones has entered the building That certain way you feelin' 'Bout what I be talkin' 'bout Talkin' sh** while I'm walkin' out Never let hate control your thinkin' I'm he who speaks believin' Who hip hop fans are seekin' If Timothy Taylor was given A second chance at life I, would probably not even rap I'd open up school abroad If Wise Intelligents blessed with Another chance to live I, would live for the love of the people A little bit closer to God I'd bind the broken hearted Free the captive, touch the blind Crush the grapes, say the grace and prepare the wine Forgive the sins of our fathers For which we suffer today Return the sons of mothers who mourn for Watch the Donnelly pay I'd organize the gangs I'd give them the knowledge and know how I'd do this like Reginald Lewis I'd teach them to leverage the buyouts I'd give them a love for self I'd wrestle with Hell to be right If Timothy Taylor was given Another chance at life [Hook] If I had another chance at life I'd try to tell you that the things we had were right If I had another chance at life I'd try to tell you that the things we had were right