Luyện nghe bài hát Chain Remains

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

(Yo, yo Puff Daddy Number 1-6-double0-3-0-5-0 representing Davenport
The experimental prison, ya know what I'm saying? Representing 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 ability to find their
Locked in a where time is froze
God knows the hurts to see no sky, just dirt
give a man a cell quick before they give a man work
So we get this black, this black cat syndrome
Grow older like there's no and no soul ingrown
Bars and cement instead of for our people
Jails ain't nothing but the day sequel
Trying to the trap of this nation
Seeing the plan ta plant the new plantation
They say we'll take the animals from cottons and
Straight to wit locks plotting 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 G's", giving out years like free cheese
please, nigga, ain't no freedom
Who's locked up? Who's shot up? Who's strung out? bleeding? Keep reading
I'm to explain the chain remain 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 up, man, it's getting busy)
(Yo this is Big Kym coming straight outta Compton. I'm locked up in
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, hear wicked laughter while shackled
beaten and battered then cuffed after we're tackled
We're tugged while increasing the and indecent
Hit one more time wit a black then dragged in the precinct
Still know what the back and forth, looking meaner, meant stripped
Made a convict, booked then fingerprinted
How many more times of this
How more bouts do we have to lose while we fight for our rights in
nation
That we supposed ta have birth
But the breaks on the get worse, so it's jail first
And that's all they us
Ain't right Mr Officer?

x10]

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

Some rob blocks, it matter or should 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 victory, the system conspired
The days of the riots ain't
But staying calm 'cause they soldiers
Til when the only solutions revolution, no we ya
The chain til we up rise
Stuck in a 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 when the cost is the man within
And we're just as as the land we in
Some balst, some and some dropped down
And most who sold it right now are lock down and rocked
And it's been so much
That make it so that it ain't even no shock now

x5]

(This is Lil' 1-6-0-0-6-0-5-0 chilling 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 Washington DC. 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 stuff and we all better do something for the
Who is dizzown. 'cause they 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 of the brothers
I was locked down wit in
Aleem Jones, Kenneth Myall, Big Will Baskerville, Big Fuller
My man Asherkol Camden, Big Jahud from Camden
And I'm out!!

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