Lirik Lagu Chain Remains - Naughty By Nature
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
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- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
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- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
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- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Right about now I think it's time you explained to everybodythe real reason you wear this chain around your neck aight!
(Yo yo this Puff Daddy Number 1 6 double0 3 0 5 0 representin Davenportthe experimental prison y'knowhutI'msayin? Representin Double I for life1 18)
Verse 1: Treach
Too many of my people got time it shows as crime unfoldsMany snap in a trap now new minds explodeLearn the ability to find their goalsLocked in a facility where time is frozeGod knows the heart hurts to see no sky, just dirtThey give a man a cell quick before they give a man workSo we get into this black, this black cat syndromeGrow older like there's no heart and no soul ingrownBars and cement instead of help for our peopleJails ain't nothin but the slave day sequelTryin to flee the trap of this nationSeein penitentiary's the plan ta plant the new plantationThey say we'll take the animals from cottons and cropsstraight to forgotten wit locks plottin to rottin our stocksThey draw a crooked line and wait for your foot ta fall underServing most of my brothers another football numberJudges look at our seeds, these brothers, like enemiessaying "We don't need G's", giving out years like free cheeseFree please, nigga, ain't no freedomWho's locked up? Who's shot up? Who's strung out? Who's bleeding? KeepreadingI'm here to explain the chain remain the samemaintain for the brothers and sisters locked
Chorus: The chain remains*repeat x4*
(Prisoner 1-5-4-3-0-5-0 representin Jersey. All y'all niggas better backthe fuck up, man, it's gettin busy)(Yo this is Big Kym comin straight outta Compton. I'm locked up in FortDix, New Jersey, Number 0-7-3-9-3-0-6-7. I, I be checkin y'all out in 1997,later)
Verse 2: Treach
Nowadays still we're captured, still hear wicked laughter while shackledwe're beaten and battered then cuffed after we're tackledWe're tugged while increasing the mugged and indecenthit one more time wit a black jack then dragged in the precinctStill don't know what the back and forth, looking meaner, meant strippedmade into a convict, booked then fingerprintedHow many more times of this humiliation?How many more bouts do we have to lose while we fight for our rights inthis nationthat we supposed ta have since birthbut the breaks on the bricks get worse, so it's jail firstAnd that's all they offer usAin't that right Mr Officer?
Chorus (x10)
(This is Orion 15-431-0-5-0 up in Tennesee outta Fort Dix representinCleveland and Illtown)
Verse 3: Treach
Some rob blocks, does it matter or should it?While ghetto's dodge, cops duck bullets and pull itI "Hang Out and Hustle wit my friends" til the end, til the day we burnpensAin't no mystery we need victory, the system conspiredthe days of the riots ain't retiredBut brothers staying calm cos they soldierstil when the only solutions revolution, no we told yaThe chain remains til we upriseStuck in a land where we ain't meant to surviveand I hope this don't suit ya, some worklike a slave ta get a hit but won't work to save for a futureAnd that's when the cost is the man withinAnd we're just as lost as the land we inSome balst, some based and some dropped downand most who sold it right now are lock down and rocked roundAnd it's been happenin so muchthat they make it so that it ain't even no shock now
Chorus (x5)
(This is Lil' Steve 1-6-0-0-6-0-5-0 chillin at Fort Dix representin 118.Get out in '96)The chain remains (Peace then!)(This is, aah, Lil' Pers, aah. 14-6-23-0-1-6 from Washington DC. Right nowI'm up in Fort Dix, aah, Jersey. My outdate is 12/25/2003. Way I'm thinkinis, aah, it's on, mad stuff and we all better do somethin for the brotherswho is locked dizzown. Cos they locked down and I don't care if wedefinitely lock down the heat. Do something, do somethin bad. Peace out!)
Outro:
Yo what's up, this Terreet Pett, formerly known as 1-11-7-19I'd like to give a couple of shouts to come of the brothersI was locked down wit in BorentownAleem Jones, Kenneth Myall, Big Will Baskerville, Big Bruvon FullerMy man Asherkol from Camden, Big Jahud from Camdenand I'm out!!
(Yo yo this Puff Daddy Number 1 6 double0 3 0 5 0 representin Davenportthe experimental prison y'knowhutI'msayin? Representin Double I for life1 18)
Verse 1: Treach
Too many of my people got time it shows as crime unfoldsMany snap in a trap now new minds explodeLearn the ability to find their goalsLocked in a facility where time is frozeGod knows the heart hurts to see no sky, just dirtThey give a man a cell quick before they give a man workSo we get into this black, this black cat syndromeGrow older like there's no heart and no soul ingrownBars and cement instead of help for our peopleJails ain't nothin but the slave day sequelTryin to flee the trap of this nationSeein penitentiary's the plan ta plant the new plantationThey say we'll take the animals from cottons and cropsstraight to forgotten wit locks plottin to rottin our stocksThey draw a crooked line and wait for your foot ta fall underServing most of my brothers another football numberJudges look at our seeds, these brothers, like enemiessaying "We don't need G's", giving out years like free cheeseFree please, nigga, ain't no freedomWho's locked up? Who's shot up? Who's strung out? Who's bleeding? KeepreadingI'm here to explain the chain remain the samemaintain for the brothers and sisters locked
Chorus: The chain remains*repeat x4*
(Prisoner 1-5-4-3-0-5-0 representin Jersey. All y'all niggas better backthe fuck up, man, it's gettin busy)(Yo this is Big Kym comin straight outta Compton. I'm locked up in FortDix, New Jersey, Number 0-7-3-9-3-0-6-7. I, I be checkin y'all out in 1997,later)
Verse 2: Treach
Nowadays still we're captured, still hear wicked laughter while shackledwe're beaten and battered then cuffed after we're tackledWe're tugged while increasing the mugged and indecenthit one more time wit a black jack then dragged in the precinctStill don't know what the back and forth, looking meaner, meant strippedmade into a convict, booked then fingerprintedHow many more times of this humiliation?How many more bouts do we have to lose while we fight for our rights inthis nationthat we supposed ta have since birthbut the breaks on the bricks get worse, so it's jail firstAnd that's all they offer usAin't that right Mr Officer?
Chorus (x10)
(This is Orion 15-431-0-5-0 up in Tennesee outta Fort Dix representinCleveland and Illtown)
Verse 3: Treach
Some rob blocks, does it matter or should it?While ghetto's dodge, cops duck bullets and pull itI "Hang Out and Hustle wit my friends" til the end, til the day we burnpensAin't no mystery we need victory, the system conspiredthe days of the riots ain't retiredBut brothers staying calm cos they soldierstil when the only solutions revolution, no we told yaThe chain remains til we upriseStuck in a land where we ain't meant to surviveand I hope this don't suit ya, some worklike a slave ta get a hit but won't work to save for a futureAnd that's when the cost is the man withinAnd we're just as lost as the land we inSome balst, some based and some dropped downand most who sold it right now are lock down and rocked roundAnd it's been happenin so muchthat they make it so that it ain't even no shock now
Chorus (x5)
(This is Lil' Steve 1-6-0-0-6-0-5-0 chillin at Fort Dix representin 118.Get out in '96)The chain remains (Peace then!)(This is, aah, Lil' Pers, aah. 14-6-23-0-1-6 from Washington DC. Right nowI'm up in Fort Dix, aah, Jersey. My outdate is 12/25/2003. Way I'm thinkinis, aah, it's on, mad stuff and we all better do somethin for the brotherswho is locked dizzown. Cos they locked down and I don't care if wedefinitely lock down the heat. Do something, do somethin bad. Peace out!)
Outro:
Yo what's up, this Terreet Pett, formerly known as 1-11-7-19I'd like to give a couple of shouts to come of the brothersI was locked down wit in BorentownAleem Jones, Kenneth Myall, Big Will Baskerville, Big Bruvon FullerMy man Asherkol from Camden, Big Jahud from Camdenand I'm out!!
