Luyện nghe bài hát Chain Remains

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

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

Too many of my people got time, it shows as crime
Many snap in a trap now new minds
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 cell quick they give a man work
So we get this black, this black cat syndrome
Grow older there's no heart and no soul ingrown
Bars and cement instead of 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
say we'll take the animals from cottons and crops
Straight to forgotten wit locks to rotting our stocks
draw a crooked line and wait for your foot ta fall under
Serving of my brothers another football number
Judges look at our seeds, brothers, like enemies
Saying "We don't need G's", giving out years free cheese
Free please, nigga, ain't no
Who's locked up? Who's shot up? Who's strung out? Who's Keep reading
I'm here to explain the 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 better back
The fuck up, man, getting busy)
(Yo this is Big Kym coming straight outta Compton. I'm locked up in
Dix, New Jersey, Number 0-7-3-9-3-0-6-7. I, I be checking out in 1997, later)

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

[Chorus:

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

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

x5]

(This is Lil' Steve chilling at Fort Dix representing 118.
Get out in '96)
The remains (Peace then!)
(This is, aah, Pers, aah. 14-6-23-0-1-6 from 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 down the heat. Do something, do something bad. Peace out!)

Yo what's up, this Terreet Pett, formerly as 1-11-7-19
I'd like to give a couple of to come of the brothers
I was locked down wit in
Aleem Jones, Kenneth Myall, Big Will Baskerville, Big 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
E-mail address. You are fucking legend
out