Letras:
Last Chance For A Slow Dance

Shot shooting yourself again for what To taste all the waste Flare flakes a flower a burnt-out shower no one can see you were needing too shy for asking

ridin through Fifth Ward Lookin for the Rap-A-Lot office Tryna kick a flow and hopin Rap-A-Lot offers me a deal Had to keep it trill so I can bust Like

soul stands for a death! Where are my illusions all those fake conclusions Will this now be my last breath? Like a slow motion flick ? but this fear ain't a

a month for minor offences ask a nigga doing life if he had another chance but then again there's always the wicked at new and advanced dance forever

life to take that chance When your a master of the art of romance And you know you won't cross that line Until that last slow dance Chorus Alone

still remember How that music used to make me smile And I knew that if I had my chance I could make those people dance And maybe they'd be happy for a

cold embrace. Before too long, no more singers, no more songs. Oh no, last call, you had a chance, you lost it all. Got some, bad news, never learned to dance

where you rest Your life is based on stress So just relax kid because my mack days are in the mist And you ain't got a chance like Sharon Stone on the Last Dance

panic room, burn baby burn If the clubs on fire, let the panic room, burn baby burn [Letha Face] Last call for alcohol, you know thugs don't dance We