Lyrics Take a Chance - Phonte , Median

Another classic joint"
Baby.

Median let me take it from here my nigga. New Tiggalo, new Tiggalo, new Tiggalo.

Ayo
They say, Murder She Wrote This
Going off like Hiro-shima, spit fer-ocious
And it's only a gamble if you don't know what you betting on
Phonte always deliver/de-liver like Cirrhoisis
What I fear most is, these Carl Thomas niggas getting e-motional
With the mere notion of some divide and conquer shit
It leaves a mere potion, keep an ear to the street and what I hear most is
"Authenticity dawg, you put a hurting on it
Connected, Leave It All Behind, you put a hurting on it
But what's the deal with you an 9th on a solo? " I say,
"We was homeboys before rap, nigga we working on it."
But right now we got's to bring my mans back
My J League brethren, true pion-eer
Got a master plan that I just can't di-vulge
But listening to your records, I reckon it won't be hard
Kev Brown got the shit banging like a T.R.
808, say my grace than be off
Cause y'all go dumb, I go full retard
Run that, this is the come back, beeotch!