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Second Chance

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Yeah It's my life My own words I guess Have you ever loved someone so much, you'd give an arm for? Not the expression, no, literally give an arm for? When they know they're your heart And you know you were their armour And you will destroy anyone who would try to harm her But what happens when karma, turns right around and bites you? And everything you stand for, turns on you to spite you? What happens when you become the main source of her pain? "Daddy look what I made", Dad's gotta go catch a plane "Daddy where's Mommy? I can't find Mommy where is she?" I don't know go play Hailie, baby, your Daddy's busy Daddy's writing a song, this song ain't gonna write itself I'll give you one underdog then you gotta swing by yourself Then turn right around in that song and tell her you love her And put hands on her mother, who's a spitting image of her That's Slim Shady, yeah baby, Slim Shady's crazy Shady made me, but tonight Shady's rocka-by-baby You look like you're in another world But I can read your mind How can you be so far away Lying by my side You look like you're in another world But I can read your mind How can you be so far away Lying by my side Things ain't always what they seem or cracked up to be Like all these fakin' ass rappers in this industry Talkin' bout what they got, and they ain't got a damn thang How you own three cars, but you don't own ya own name? Get ya business right boys, the first class is in session Get a entertainment lawyer in the music profession Start up ya own company, trademark the name That's gon' run ya bout a grand so start savin' ya change Open a bank account quick, and then follow these steps Sign yourself to yourself and start signin' ya own checks Hit the booth and start recording at the speed of need Whatever gets ya juices flowin' could be speed or weed Get it mixed and mastered, pressed up and plastered Sell it to ya whole hood out the trunk, ya bastard Show all the non-believers what you destined to be And in just a couple years you could be rich like me But I can't hold my tongue You look like you're in another world But I can read your mind How can you be so far away Lying by my side You look like you're in another world But I can read your mind How can you be so far away Lying by my side Money to be made best believe a nigga clocking I run it myself like a quarterback option I pitch a 10 g's tell a bitch to go shopping She buy herself some clothes, and she bought me back a chopper See niggas tryna kick it, but no I don't play sucker I'm all about my cake I'm tryna marry Betty Crocker A package on the way you know my whip game proper And enough for one key I see seventy thousand dollers Now I was shooting dice, smoking on a joint I bet with Yo Gotti, he hit five straight points We ova here hustling, we ova here grinding You rap about money and nigga might sign ya You rap about me and a nigga might find ya Banana in ya ass with ya head right behind ya Dope game bitch let his mamma worry bout him You can holla at me for a fee You look like you're in another world But I can read your mind How can you be so far away Lying by my side You look like you're in another world But I can read your mind How can you be so far away Lying by my side You look like you're in another world But I can read your mind How can you be so far away Lying by my side You look like you're in another world But I can read your mind How can you be so far away Lying by my side

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