Cyhi The Prynce - Chance to Explain lyrics

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Cyhi The Prynce - Chance to Explain lyrics

[Verse 1] The underdog (Cyhi) Yeah, let me say this before 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 poultry or no groceries in ya buggy Tell em you push your own cart n***as say they a dog, but when it's time to fight n***as wouldn't pick up a paw let alone bark Im Rosetta Stone smart so i read n***as like poems In the form of a lame till the chrome spark They won't 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 Drinking spades 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 k**as addicted to gun powder n***as 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 cla**? But I'm so fast getting this show cash Mr. Redan and walked the hallways with no pa** Brought my literature down to a science plus I know math [Hook] 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 filled with 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 y'all n***as forever phony Ain't 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 ain't 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**h I was groomed Then we zoomed from the coupe to the room Then watch a bu*terfly bloom in my cocoon Laying in the dooms left her wit a zilla goons Then resume with my baboons selling prune to ya bafoons I'm not a coon bada bing bada boom I'm on the green not a bean not a shroom My day will come soon Let my reign at the top be longer than monsoons [Hook] 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 I'm seasoned like a checkers fry Black panther pride You n***as Julius Peppers Chi Scared to say how you feel so you'd rather lie You got to tell the truth when you testify I do this for the dude who just left DeVry 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