Chances by Deniable Lyrics
Lord please open the gate
Done a lot of bad things but they all make mistakes and I been dealing with the fakes since a young'n for christ sake
I'm dealing with not understanding what I am worth
Green, mix it with yellow because I'm down to earth
Now lets surf on this tidal wave
Tryna understand the vision that you annotate
I'm tryna understand the person that you illustrate
Praying to the lord I got a checklist (I do)
Now tick them off if I get this;
Point 1: You don’t feel wanted by anyone, you lock yourself away, isolate
Point 2: Anytime you annotate there’s usually satanic words you make
Point 3: You don’t want the sympathy, you wanna be left alone, honestly, I know
The reason why I know is 'cause I've been there
No care in the world so you break things
No care in the world so you take things
But what it seems is you're struggling at life things (g-g-godly)
Pause (godly)
But I’m you're teacher
So many lessons but I’m feeling like like a preacher
So vicious that I’m coming Jack Reacher
So sneaky that I sneak peek new shit
Point 4: DE sign on your door, unsocial youth of today
Point 5: Do you even wanna be alive?
I think not but what side are you choosing?
Let me know, let me know, let me know
Include me in the will with the suicide note
Oh, that’s fucked up, praying will it be my turn then I look up
Woke up in a casket without food or drink just a basket
So I (huh) open up and inside contains something great, I don’t lie
(I don't lie)
Look into my third eye and dig deep
What you seeing is a birds eye view
Who knew I’m overseeing rappers when I flew?
Who knew I’m making tracks slap back for you?
Snapback turned back all the way for you
Press through it you tryna get the answer too
Sitting with my head in my hands, praying to the lord while I write in advance
Sitting with my head in my hands, praying to the lord while I write in advance
Blueprints layed out, plans in advance
Lord, please just give me a chance
Point 6: You wanna take a shot? missed
Anyone that diss will miss
The points I’m fucking making now are personal, so if you wanna take a shot I’ll hiss
Point 7: Footsteps into heaven but I ain’t good enough to make it to the pearly gates, so they took me the unholy place but come to think about it actually I’m feeling great
1-2-3-4-5 once I caught a fish alive
Nursery rhymes
All the time got me feeling energised
Writing lines 'till the fucking beat spill
I’m coming in way harder than a Beats Pill
Achoo! on a track 'cause the beats ill
Feeling like a fucking champ Meek Mill
Point 8: Sorry that my bars came late, I just kept making mistakes
Point 9: Now that my bars on time, I’m feeling great this time
Point 10: Enough with the points now man
Heard that I’m back then ran
So much heat I tan
Black man tan
Looking like a mad black man
Sitting with my head in my hands, praying to the lord while I write in advance
Blueprints layed out, plans in advance
Lord, please just give me a chance
(damn!)
I'm sitting with my head in my hands, praying to the lord while I write in advance
Blueprints layed out, plans in advance (uh!)
Lord please open the gate
Done a lot of bad things but they all make mistakes and I been dealing with the fakes since a young'n for christ sake
I'm dealing with not understanding what I am worth
Green, mix it with yellow because I'm down to earth
Now lets surf on this tidal wave
Tryna understand the vision that you annotate
I'm tryna understand the person that you illustrate
(lets get it)
Call me the president of rap
You wanna new slap? well nigga, this that
And I ain’t got time for the fakes
This that chit chat got a nigga talking 'bout me
Got a nigga talking bout me
Please let me join in
"That Dre kid annoying and his bars goddamn man they boring and his bars goddamn they boring"
You see, you can’t diss me
And you will never diss me
How you gonna diss someone who insults them self?
'cause self hate will make the hate isolate from the outside world hibernate
6-7-8-9 let you go
I'm on the second fucking round
Just to let you know I'm going in cold (like what?) like the snow (oh!)
Anytime you write a line you prophecies to always fucking analyse me
Point 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10 I'm the person making all the changes, see?
I'm also fucking lyrical B
And my A1 flow, that's inevitably
And the only fucking person that I hate is me
And the only fucking person that I hate is me
Lord please open the gate
Done a lot of bad things but they all make mistakes and I been dealing with the fakes since a young'n for christ sake
I'm dealing with not understanding what I am worth
Green, mix it with yellow because I'm down to earth
Now lets surf on this tidal wave
Tryna understand the vision that you annotate
I'm tryna understand the person that you illustrate
Sitting with my head in my hands, praying to the lord while I write in advance
Sitting with my head in my hands, praying to the lord while I write in advance
Sitting with my head in my hands, praying to the lord while I write in advance
Blueprints layed out, plans in advance
Lord, please just give me a chance
Done a lot of bad things but they all make mistakes and I been dealing with the fakes since a young'n for christ sake
I'm dealing with not understanding what I am worth
Green, mix it with yellow because I'm down to earth
Now lets surf on this tidal wave
Tryna understand the vision that you annotate
I'm tryna understand the person that you illustrate
Praying to the lord I got a checklist (I do)
Now tick them off if I get this;
Point 1: You don’t feel wanted by anyone, you lock yourself away, isolate
Point 2: Anytime you annotate there’s usually satanic words you make
Point 3: You don’t want the sympathy, you wanna be left alone, honestly, I know
The reason why I know is 'cause I've been there
No care in the world so you break things
No care in the world so you take things
But what it seems is you're struggling at life things (g-g-godly)
Pause (godly)
But I’m you're teacher
So many lessons but I’m feeling like like a preacher
So vicious that I’m coming Jack Reacher
So sneaky that I sneak peek new shit
Point 4: DE sign on your door, unsocial youth of today
Point 5: Do you even wanna be alive?
I think not but what side are you choosing?
Let me know, let me know, let me know
Include me in the will with the suicide note
Oh, that’s fucked up, praying will it be my turn then I look up
Woke up in a casket without food or drink just a basket
So I (huh) open up and inside contains something great, I don’t lie
(I don't lie)
Look into my third eye and dig deep
What you seeing is a birds eye view
Who knew I’m overseeing rappers when I flew?
Who knew I’m making tracks slap back for you?
Snapback turned back all the way for you
Press through it you tryna get the answer too
Sitting with my head in my hands, praying to the lord while I write in advance
Sitting with my head in my hands, praying to the lord while I write in advance
Blueprints layed out, plans in advance
Lord, please just give me a chance
Point 6: You wanna take a shot? missed
Anyone that diss will miss
The points I’m fucking making now are personal, so if you wanna take a shot I’ll hiss
Point 7: Footsteps into heaven but I ain’t good enough to make it to the pearly gates, so they took me the unholy place but come to think about it actually I’m feeling great
1-2-3-4-5 once I caught a fish alive
Nursery rhymes
All the time got me feeling energised
Writing lines 'till the fucking beat spill
I’m coming in way harder than a Beats Pill
Achoo! on a track 'cause the beats ill
Feeling like a fucking champ Meek Mill
Point 8: Sorry that my bars came late, I just kept making mistakes
Point 9: Now that my bars on time, I’m feeling great this time
Point 10: Enough with the points now man
Heard that I’m back then ran
So much heat I tan
Black man tan
Looking like a mad black man
Sitting with my head in my hands, praying to the lord while I write in advance
Blueprints layed out, plans in advance
Lord, please just give me a chance
(damn!)
I'm sitting with my head in my hands, praying to the lord while I write in advance
Blueprints layed out, plans in advance (uh!)
Lord please open the gate
Done a lot of bad things but they all make mistakes and I been dealing with the fakes since a young'n for christ sake
I'm dealing with not understanding what I am worth
Green, mix it with yellow because I'm down to earth
Now lets surf on this tidal wave
Tryna understand the vision that you annotate
I'm tryna understand the person that you illustrate
(lets get it)
Call me the president of rap
You wanna new slap? well nigga, this that
And I ain’t got time for the fakes
This that chit chat got a nigga talking 'bout me
Got a nigga talking bout me
Please let me join in
"That Dre kid annoying and his bars goddamn man they boring and his bars goddamn they boring"
You see, you can’t diss me
And you will never diss me
How you gonna diss someone who insults them self?
'cause self hate will make the hate isolate from the outside world hibernate
6-7-8-9 let you go
I'm on the second fucking round
Just to let you know I'm going in cold (like what?) like the snow (oh!)
Anytime you write a line you prophecies to always fucking analyse me
Point 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10 I'm the person making all the changes, see?
I'm also fucking lyrical B
And my A1 flow, that's inevitably
And the only fucking person that I hate is me
And the only fucking person that I hate is me
Lord please open the gate
Done a lot of bad things but they all make mistakes and I been dealing with the fakes since a young'n for christ sake
I'm dealing with not understanding what I am worth
Green, mix it with yellow because I'm down to earth
Now lets surf on this tidal wave
Tryna understand the vision that you annotate
I'm tryna understand the person that you illustrate
Sitting with my head in my hands, praying to the lord while I write in advance
Sitting with my head in my hands, praying to the lord while I write in advance
Sitting with my head in my hands, praying to the lord while I write in advance
Blueprints layed out, plans in advance
Lord, please just give me a chance