Luyện nghe bài hát Chain Remains

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

(Yo, yo this 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 shows as crime
Many in a trap now new minds explode
Learn the to find 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 this black, this black cat syndrome
Grow older like there's no heart and no ingrown
and cement instead of help for our people
Jails ain't but the slave day sequel
Trying to flee the trap of this
Seeing the plan 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 draw a crooked and wait for your foot ta fall under
most of my brothers another football number
Judges look at our seeds, brothers, like enemies
Saying "We don't need G's", giving out years like free
please, nigga, ain't no freedom
Who's locked up? shot up? Who's strung out? Who's bleeding? Keep reading
I'm here to explain the chain the same
Maintain for the brothers and sisters

x4]
The chain

(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 straight 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, still hear wicked while shackled
We're beaten and battered then cuffed we're tackled
tugged while increasing the mugged and indecent
Hit one time 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, then fingerprinted
How many more of this humiliation?
How many more bouts do we have to lose while we fight for our in
nation
That we supposed ta since birth
But the breaks on the bricks get worse, so it's jail
And that's all they 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, does it matter or it?
While ghetto's dodge, cops duck bullets and it
I "Hang Out and wit my friends" til the end, til the day we burn pens
Ain't no we need victory, the system conspired
The days of the riots retired
But brothers staying calm they soldiers
Til when the 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 suit ya, work
Like a slave ta get a hit but won't to save for a future
And when the cost is the man within
And we're just as lost as the we in
Some balst, some based and dropped down
And most who it right now are lock down and rocked round
And it's been happening so
That they make it so that it ain't even no now

x5]

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

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

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