Lyrics

Shackles shackles shackles chains
Shackles shackles shackles chains
Shackles shackles shackles chains
Shackles shackles shackles chains (come and take me out these)
(Lord help me I don't wanna burn in flames
Free our minds and deliver us from pain)
Shackles shackles shackles chains
Shackles shackles shackles chains
I grew up in a dead spot,
It feel like a leg lock
We say the streets ruff, but ain't talking jet rock
Dead bodies in allies
Where u can see flesh rot
We know it stink bad it smell like a wet mop
Shorties will sell dope
So many had fled cops
So many block wars
With so many dreadlocks
So many Automatics
With so many red dots
I say ya go down
And then I say eh-man
I know it look bad
Feens are hooked bad
Some of em needle up
While others will cook bags
I see the broken homes
I know the crooks had
Stolen from everyone
They even take book bags
The vision is too clear
Or is we too near
The end of time
And LORD coming to nuke here
IM PLEADING FORGIVE US LORD
AND GIVE US A BOOST HERE
AND IF YOU LOOK DEEP ENOUGH
IT'S STILL GOOD FRUIT HERE (Come help us out these)
Shackles shackles shackles chains
Shackles shackles shackles chains
Shackles shackles shackles chains
Shackles shackles shackles chains (come and take me out these)
(Lord help me I don't wanna burn in flames
Free our minds and deliver us from pain)
Shackles shackles shackles chains
Shackles shackles shackles chains
I grew up in a dead spot
It feel like a headlock
We say the streets ruff, but ain't talking jet rock
Civilians will drown here
This more than a wet spot
Neighborhood full of kids
Nobody in wedlock
5'0' patrol
Lay low til it's less hot
Shorties will gangbang
So many had fled cops
I rolled wit mo stones
Then Fred flint in bedrock
Nothing to boast on
They'll give you head shot….echo
Move on to the next spot
They steady deal dope
The corners are rest stops
And they gotta mean pitch
To whom will accept ahk
The size of a baseball
It's tucked in their Red Sox
The vision is too clear
Or is we too near
The end of time
And LORD coming to nuke here
IM PLEADING FORGIVE US LORD
AND GIVE US A BOOST HERE
AND IF YOU LOOK DEEP ENOUGH
IT'S STILL GOOD FRUIT HERE (Come help us out these)
Shackles shackles shackles chains
Shackles shackles shackles chains
Shackles shackles shackles chains
Shackles shackles shackles chains (come and take me out these)
(Lord help me I don't wanna burn in flames
Free our minds and deliver us from pain)
Shackles shackles shackles chains
Shackles shackles shackles chains
(Lord help me I don't wanna burn in flames
Free our minds and deliver us from pain)
Written by: Quentin Marcell Grant
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