Luyện nghe bài hát Chain Remains

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

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

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

x4]
The remains

(Prisoner 1-5-4-3-0-5-0 representing Jersey. All y'all better back
The fuck up, man, getting busy)
(Yo this is Big Kym coming outta Compton. I'm locked 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 we're captured, still wicked laughter while shackled
We're beaten and battered then cuffed after we're
We're tugged while the mugged and indecent
Hit one more time wit a black jack dragged in the precinct
Still don't what the back and forth, looking meaner, meant stripped
Made into a convict, then fingerprinted
How many more times of this
How many more do we have to lose while we fight for our rights in
This
we supposed ta have since birth
But the breaks on the bricks get worse, so it's first
And all they offer us
Ain't that Mr Officer?

x10]

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

Some rob blocks, does it matter or it?
While ghetto's dodge, cops bullets and pull it
I "Hang Out and Hustle wit my friends" til the end, til the day we pens
no mystery we need victory, the system conspired
The days of the riots retired
But brothers staying calm 'cause soldiers
Til when the only solutions revolution, no we ya
The chain remains til we up
Stuck in a land where we ain't to survive
And I hope this suit ya, some work
Like a ta get a hit but won't work to save for a future
And when the cost is the man within
And just as lost as the land we in
balst, some based and some dropped down
And most who sold it right now are lock down and rocked
And it's been happening so
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 chilling at Fort Dix 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 stuff and we all better do something for the
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 up, this Terreet Pett, formerly known as 1-11-7-19
I'd like to give a couple of shouts to come of the
I was down wit in Borentown
Jones, Kenneth Myall, Big Will Baskerville, Big Bruvon Fuller
My man Asherkol from Camden, Big from Camden
And I'm out!!

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