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young carlo - chains (interlude) lyrics

[intro: gr34t white & kendrick lamar]
no more silence till my brothaz is free

you can’t free ya homies until you free yoself

word to my mama n-gga!

[verse 1]
i woke up thinkin’ of moments i never spoke of, like george being c0ked up
screamin’ in my house, i’m dreamin’ that i get out, was stripped down
by social services, shaking, feeling my nervousness, y’all never heard this mess
hall full of broken pictures, from the mister, of the ******** family
threw out the man in me, duked out my insanity on an alcoholic
who’d win? you call it, me? nah, it was win free like oprah
mama got in the drama, her heart cut like dama’s
experiment, experience is what i got this why i’m a fiery prince
head shredded like lettuce and cabbage, thrown around like baggage in my house
poppin’ a p-ssy in the mouth, after that night saw my life on the line
like it on a tight rope, lookin’ down smites hope, being kicked out, being kicked down
had rosco with me trollin’ costco and hittin’ pot bro, also ky until he had to die
god stole a loved one, took his wand and clubbed, son
my mind’s a dubbed one, being brainwashed to pretend my pain’s squashed
fake smile has been my style since day one of this vile pig sty bro
and now i tap in for some recappin’ and rappin’ bout what’s happenin’
like whatchu know bout bein’ 16 holdin’ two m-16s while walkin’ streets
to mug people for food money to feed your honey and daughter
cause you became a brand new father
in 20 years, hopefully the world will appear to be a better place and a better nation
instead of teaching that g-ys and lesbians are adjacent and wrong, sinners are
everywhere like beginners, even i was a beginner to somethin’, it’s called gunnin’
but that’s why i lost one friend, can’t afford to lose another
especially one that’s like a brother, and if i go out, tell my girl i love her
i haven’t gone out from suicide’s havoc, i’ve lived to tell the tail of how i stabbed sh-t
this time the world stabs it
seein’ people stretch non fantastic news like elastic, i hit my last stick
after all it hurt like the past did, so i’d take music and blast it
my only oulet when i doubt sh-t in life and the reaper has his scythe
then time freezes i try pick up the pieces
of my grandfather, decisions? after his suicide mission
my brain went into submission, never got to meet him, so i’m wishin’
one day i could fly high up into the sky and talk even if it’s a vision
for a split second even if it gets recked and by something stupid
just one small lucid picture, god, please produce it
speaking of god, it’s odd how i grew up with no religion
yet, ninety-nine percent of persons in my family are christian
no matter, i still pray for answers and for my friend i lost to cancer
he was a proud lancer, but gone in thin air, blurs are all i see
but i don’t care cause i’m ricky p, isn’t that how it’s supposed to be?
the man that sags like madonna
and does what he wants to, and always tokes the ganja
wanna escape but i’m locked to these chains
confined in my mind and there’s no way to explain
in pain and that’s cause my psyche screams in vain
pity, despair untamed in the air, it’s all one game
until you hear the shackles and chains come to give you rust stains…

[outro]
sometimes ya gotta work on yaself before ya work on helpin others, ya gotta get ya mental straight before you can get the strength to tear through them bars holding you back, bend that sh-t like you the hulk and walk out to freedom hearing your family screaming:
we won’t stop till our brothaz is freed!

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