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Chains - Single

by Spin Theory

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When he was a kid he was fitted with a bib By a momma on the daily had a Nigga well fed All she ever did, tell him, "Use your head" Think before you speak and pray before you go to bed While his old man stayed true, tyin' up his shoes Young nigga learnin how to ball and swim in a pool Always went to school cuz his friend group was full Niggas in shit together they got nothin to prove The problem his skin considered scriptural sin Always taught he was born a little less than The darker the skin the more of a wicked man Gettin banned from the plan made by the Great Almighty Hand Frame the lane, a nigga walk it in shame Self blame, pain flame, don’t know how pain came Only idols on screen playin for big teams Inner vitals unseen maybe he a rhyme fiend Finds his worth relies on a feed of lies Eatin' up supplies like they chicken 'n fries Hit fit, load clip, fuck up shit quick Get rich, chain thick, whip on a lift Dreams, schemes, pant sag, walk with a lean Doing everything "I'm a real nigga" well seen His mind a fuckin' mess he busy flex what they expect He wont be pegged as nothin less Black man, black man, where's a black man He grew up in a rich-ass winter wonder land Pressure to be hood nigga none around A Stressor no one understand Called land of middle ground People always tellin' him "Man, we don’t see color, no we don’t see color not one bit” The problem is they just don’t see how they see color, shit Sometimes I can’t think the same Like my mind wrapped in chains Supplied by all these brand names Tellin' me I'm a certain way Happiness, I’ll never obtain Gotta buy shit in vain You vettin through the spam, finger sold to the scroll Your bets are to the gram, not know it’s fools gold Wrapped in a flow, trapped a puppet show A master? nah, the wire sewn to your soul Spent to the hour people shower in power Look down 'n scour from their tall, white, ivory tower Teach Klan fam holds all season time and rain Preach Sam man one reason for the deepest pain Treason with slaves, you know the choices he made Affect the way we gon' live and operate Buried niggas in pride brain laid in a grave Born to systems never create ways to equally educate Or step up to the plate and work to allocate Wealth that whipped humans were forced to create Fake apology might make it right Fate for the ebony this an unfair fight Take the height, fake wind, fly a kite Might outta sight, right outta light, tight til we bite I ain’t a fool, well invested in school Well of knowledge based on how cruel men move Neglect for respect is the move that fits the groove The fair in the chair won’t repair or change the rules Oppression and mind tricks his number one tools We addin' piles of gold bricks to his bold, cold pool While you kick back, smoke and pass the blame Dreamin' cash stack, toke won’t bring the change Even after a black man was top of the game Shit still same all those promises were made in vain President answers to some kind of hidden name Bigger players duckin' large from the blood fame Stress with the rest justice never be claimed This quest rests in our hands but they wrapped in chains Sometimes I can’t think the same Like my mind is wrapped in chains Supplied by all these brand names Tellin' me I'm a certain way Happiness, I’ll never obtain Gotta buy shit in vain America keep gettin away with shit Never clean out the pot you piss Wanna know why we spit and diss Why all night niggas ride and lift the fist You blind to poverty in your nation You blind to its origins your plantations You blind to the weak ass cheap foundation You blind to the black discrimination You blind to the lack of education You blind to the lives of all these children Yeah, but you sit on your throne Looking down like they all just peasants in Rome Nothin can please ya, cocaine seizure Distracted while us real niggas gather your foes Supreme leader Julius Caesar Back full of knives Blood soakin your clothes

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