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 representing Davenport
The experimental prison, ya what I'm saying? Representing Double I for life
1-18)

Too of my people got time, it shows as crime unfolds
Many snap in a now new minds explode
Learn the ability to find goals
in a facility where time is froze
God knows the heart hurts to see no sky, dirt
give a man a cell quick before they give a man work
So we get into this black, black cat syndrome
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 flee the trap of nation
Seeing penitentiary's the ta plant the new plantation
They say we'll take the animals from and crops
Straight to forgotten wit locks to rotting our stocks
They a crooked line and wait for your foot ta fall under
Serving most of my brothers another number
Judges look at our seeds, these brothers, like
Saying "We don't need G's", giving out years like free
please, nigga, ain't no freedom
Who's locked up? Who's shot up? Who's strung out? bleeding? Keep reading
I'm here to explain the chain remain the
Maintain for the brothers and locked

x4]
The remains

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

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

x10]

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

Some rob blocks, does it matter or it?
While ghetto's dodge, cops duck and pull it
I "Hang Out and Hustle wit my friends" til the end, til the day we burn
no mystery we need victory, the system conspired
The days of the riots ain't
But staying calm 'cause they soldiers
Til the only solutions revolution, no we told ya
The remains til we up rise
Stuck in a land where we ain't meant to
And I hope this don't ya, some work
Like a slave ta get a hit but won't work to save for a
And when the cost is the man within
And we're as lost as the land we in
Some balst, some based and dropped down
And most who it right now are lock down and rocked round
And it's happening so much
That they make it so it ain't even no shock now

x5]

(This is Lil' Steve 1-6-0-0-6-0-5-0 at Fort Dix representing 118.
Get out in '96)
The chain (Peace then!)
(This is, aah, Lil' Pers, aah. 14-6-23-0-1-6 from DC. Right 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 stuff and we all do something for the brothers
Who is locked dizzown. 'cause they down and I don't care if we
lock down the heat. Do something, do something bad. Peace out!)

Yo what's up, this Terreet Pett, known as 1-11-7-19
I'd like to give a couple of shouts to come of the
I was locked wit in Borentown
Aleem Jones, Kenneth Myall, Big Baskerville, Big Bruvon Fuller
My man Asherkol Camden, Big Jahud from Camden
And I'm out!!

PS Flash,
Thankx a fuckin heaps for letting me use very private
E-mail address. You truly are fucking
out