Luyện nghe bài hát Chain Remains

Right now, I think it's time you explained to everybody
The real reason you wear this cahin your neck, alright!

(Yo, yo this Puff Daddy Number 1-6-double0-3-0-5-0 representing
The experimental prison, ya know what I'm saying? Representing Double I for
1-18)

Too of my people got time, it shows as crime unfolds
snap in a trap now new minds explode
Learn the ability to their goals
Locked in a where time is froze
God knows the hurts to see no sky, just dirt
They give a man a quick before they give a man work
So we get into this black, this black cat
Grow older like there's no heart and no ingrown
Bars and cement of help for our people
ain't nothing but the slave day sequel
Trying to the trap of this nation
Seeing penitentiary's the plan ta the new plantation
They say we'll take the from cottons and crops
Straight to forgotten wit locks to rotting our stocks
They draw a crooked line and wait for your ta fall under
Serving most of my another football number
Judges at our seeds, these brothers, like enemies
Saying "We don't need G's", giving out like free cheese
Free please, nigga, no freedom
Who's locked up? Who's shot up? Who's strung out? Who's Keep reading
I'm here to the chain remain the same
Maintain for the and sisters locked

x4]
The chain

(Prisoner 1-5-4-3-0-5-0 representing Jersey. All y'all niggas back
The fuck up, man, it's busy)
(Yo is Big Kym coming straight outta Compton. I'm locked up in Fort
Dix, New Jersey, Number 0-7-3-9-3-0-6-7. I, I be y'all out in 1997, later)

Nowadays still we're captured, hear wicked laughter while shackled
beaten and battered then cuffed after we're tackled
We're while increasing the mugged and indecent
Hit one more time wit a black jack then dragged in the
don't know what the back and forth, looking meaner, meant stripped
Made into a convict, then fingerprinted
How more times of this humiliation?
How more bouts do we have to lose while we fight for our rights in
nation
That we ta have since birth
But the on the bricks get worse, so it's jail first
And that's all offer us
that right Mr Officer?

[Chorus:

(This is Orion 15-431-0-5-0 up in outta Fort Dix representin
and Illtown)

Some rob blocks, it matter or should it?
While ghetto's dodge, cops bullets and pull it
I "Hang Out and wit my friends" til the end, til the day we burn pens
Ain't no mystery we need victory, the conspired
The days of the riots retired
But brothers staying calm 'cause they
Til the only solutions revolution, no we told ya
The remains til we up rise
in a land where we ain't meant to survive
And I hope don't suit ya, some work
a slave ta get a hit but won't work to save for a future
And that's the cost is the man within
And we're just as lost as the we in
Some balst, some based and some dropped
And most who sold it right now are down and rocked round
And it's been happening so
That they make it so that it ain't no shock now

x5]

(This is Steve 1-6-0-0-6-0-5-0 chilling at Fort Dix representing 118.
Get out in '96)
The remains (Peace then!)
(This is, aah, Lil' Pers, aah. 14-6-23-0-1-6 from Washington DC. now
I'm up in Fort Dix, aah, Jersey. My out date is 12/25/2003. Way I'm
Is, aah, it's on, mad and we all better do something for the brothers
Who is locked dizzown. 'cause locked down and I don't care if we
Definitely lock down the heat. Do something, do bad. Peace out!)

Yo what's up, this Terreet Pett, formerly known as
I'd like to give a of shouts to come of the brothers
I was locked wit in Borentown
Aleem Jones, Kenneth Myall, Big Baskerville, Big Bruvon Fuller
My man from Camden, Big Jahud from Camden
And I'm out!!

PS Flash,
Thankx a fuckin heaps for me use this very private
address. You truly are fucking legend
out