[Intro]
Right about now, I think it's 'bout time that you explained to everybody the real reason you wear this chain around your neck, aight!
Yo, yo this Mook Daddy Number 1-6-double 0-3-0-5-0 representin' down in Fort Dix federal prison, you know what I'm sayin?
Representin' Double I for life 1-18
[Verse 1: Treach]
Too many of my people got time, it shows as crime unfolds
Many snap in a trap now new minds explode
Learn the ability to find their goals
Locked in a facility where time is froze
God knows the heart hurts to see no sky, just dirt
They give a man a cell quick before they give a man work
So we get into this black, this black cat syndrome
Grow older like there's no heart and no soul ingrown
Bars and cement instead of help for our people
Jails ain't nothin' but the slave day sequel
Tryin' to flee the trap of this nation
Seein' penitentiary's the plan to plant the new plantation
They say we'll take the animals from cottons and crops
Straight to forgotten wit locks plottin' to rottin' our stocks
They draw a crooked line and wait for your foot to fall under
Serving most of my brothers another football number
Judges look at our CDs, brothers like enemies
Saying "We don't need G's", giving out years like free cheese
Free please, nigga, ain't no freedom
Who's locked up? Who's shot up? Who's strung out? Who's bleeding?
Keep reading...
I'm here to explain the chain remain the same
Maintain for the brothers and sisters locked
Right about now, I think it's 'bout time that you explained to everybody the real reason you wear this chain around your neck, aight!
Yo, yo this Mook Daddy Number 1-6-double 0-3-0-5-0 representin' down in Fort Dix federal prison, you know what I'm sayin?
Representin' Double I for life 1-18
[Verse 1: Treach]
Too many of my people got time, it shows as crime unfolds
Many snap in a trap now new minds explode
Learn the ability to find their goals
Locked in a facility where time is froze
God knows the heart hurts to see no sky, just dirt
They give a man a cell quick before they give a man work
So we get into this black, this black cat syndrome
Grow older like there's no heart and no soul ingrown
Bars and cement instead of help for our people
Jails ain't nothin' but the slave day sequel
Tryin' to flee the trap of this nation
Seein' penitentiary's the plan to plant the new plantation
They say we'll take the animals from cottons and crops
Straight to forgotten wit locks plottin' to rottin' our stocks
They draw a crooked line and wait for your foot to fall under
Serving most of my brothers another football number
Judges look at our CDs, brothers like enemies
Saying "We don't need G's", giving out years like free cheese
Free please, nigga, ain't no freedom
Who's locked up? Who's shot up? Who's strung out? Who's bleeding?
Keep reading...
I'm here to explain the chain remain the same
Maintain for the brothers and sisters locked
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