From Slave Chains to Handcuffs KXNG Crooked & Bronze Nazareth (Ft. Bishop Lamont, Compton Menace & Ras Kass)
[Intro]
They gon' take away your name...give you a number...and say "Get to work!" And they hit ya' in the head with a hammer...and that will be...
[Verse 1: KXNG Crooked]
I ain't lettin' this beat breathe for nothin'
Police won't let my G's breathe, so fuck it
The penitentiary's a repeat of slavery, think deep
The labor is free, see, it's shmoney
The slave ship is on land now, and how
Your murder beef come with high stakes, cash cow
They know poverty equal robbery
You gon' get caught and be somebody's property
Yeah, who got the bag now?
Oh, everybody is woke, when will it all stop?
I was woke before you got yo' alarm clock
Work on my block probably came for guitar shops
Niggas slangin' crack on the corner performing hard rock
I knew it was a trap before you started trappin'
I knew you was a rat before you started rattin'
I was wearing Starter caps before you started cappin'
Why you think they took the information out the Art of Rappin'?
[Chorus: KXNG Crooked]
From slave chains to handcuffs
Cops shoot us with our hands up
Could've kept it real with the fans but
Rappers rather make a dance up
I ain't mad my nigga, I ain't mad (Just walk it out)
I ain't mad my nigga, I ain't mad (Just walk it out)
I ain't mad my nigga, I ain't mad (Just walk it out)
I ain't mad my nigga, I ain't mad (Let's talk about it)
They gon' take away your name...give you a number...and say "Get to work!" And they hit ya' in the head with a hammer...and that will be...
[Verse 1: KXNG Crooked]
I ain't lettin' this beat breathe for nothin'
Police won't let my G's breathe, so fuck it
The penitentiary's a repeat of slavery, think deep
The labor is free, see, it's shmoney
The slave ship is on land now, and how
Your murder beef come with high stakes, cash cow
They know poverty equal robbery
You gon' get caught and be somebody's property
Yeah, who got the bag now?
Oh, everybody is woke, when will it all stop?
I was woke before you got yo' alarm clock
Work on my block probably came for guitar shops
Niggas slangin' crack on the corner performing hard rock
I knew it was a trap before you started trappin'
I knew you was a rat before you started rattin'
I was wearing Starter caps before you started cappin'
Why you think they took the information out the Art of Rappin'?
[Chorus: KXNG Crooked]
From slave chains to handcuffs
Cops shoot us with our hands up
Could've kept it real with the fans but
Rappers rather make a dance up
I ain't mad my nigga, I ain't mad (Just walk it out)
I ain't mad my nigga, I ain't mad (Just walk it out)
I ain't mad my nigga, I ain't mad (Just walk it out)
I ain't mad my nigga, I ain't mad (Let's talk about it)
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