Another Chance @ Life - Wise Intelligent

Yo feel that.

That piano is good

This is it right here PJ.

This is it

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 (just one more chance)

I’d try to tell you that the things we had were right

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 masses

No weapon formed against us

Would prosper or harass 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

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

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

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 (just once chance)

I’d try to tell you that the things we had were right

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' shit 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

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