He thinks he’s right when he’s wrong
No one tells him to just sing this song
And the murder tape shows the enemy
Curtly dressed in black as you can see
And I can tell you now this is all going down
So I say

You had your chances
And you’ve had all your rhymes
Every word I say wrong
Was brought back too many times

He thinks he’s done as he walks those steps
Every last one leaves the imprint of regret
The evidence is a knife of blue
All the fingerprints lead back you
And I can you now this is all going down
So I say

You had your chances
You’ve had all the rhymes
Every word I say wrong
Was brought back too many times