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Chain Gang
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This Song is from the upcoming movie and mini series "Chain Gang"

paints an imperfect picture of being restricted and restrained by the lifestyle in the hood. The concept of hood is a concentration camp, concentrating on maintaining in place.

Lyrics

On the map, gutter baby, ATL be the spot
Nephew coming up, it's hot, OG's got the fucking block
Born out-of-wedlock, pops going in and out the pin (out the pin)
Momma getting bust down, hoeing like a crack fiend

Drug-infested (drug-infested)
Low income, that's lil' homie start
How the fuck lil' nephew 'pose to make it?
Man, bless his heart

Who he watching? (Who he watching?)
Unc go hard in the streets (unc go hard)
Tell me, who he mocking? (Who he mocking?)
Environment what he seeing

So the cycle got us shackled
'Cause the elders saw the same thang (same thang)
Cursed seeds going around the world, a damn shame
Pain being inflicted, filled with anger, no repentance, no remorse
Cold hearts, no turning back, born wicked

They gave my nigga the world that he seeing (seeing)
Momma birth me in it (she did), what the fuck he 'posed to be? (What?)
Everybody saying the young niggas can't be saved (they can)
But then they helped to raise a generation in the chain gang

Gotta change the route (route)
Show the young niggas game
Gotta change the script
Get 'em off the slave train

Momma brought me in this, y'all ain't have a plan
And you wonder these youngans don't become a man (become a man)

'Cause a couple years later (later), teen years, present short
Hanging out his mouth, blowing smoke, pistol toting heavy
Just another day, school yard hustling
Gang banging, tussling, product of the struggling
Spinning blocks, jacking niggas, only two ways this can end (only way)
Ain't no secret, jail or dead for the dividends
Mommy left speechless, tears rolling down her cheek
Same story, same line, bro was raised by these streets (they got 'em)

You know they play for keeps
Why the grim reaper stay collecting (here he go)
Shots heard around the way, opps sent a message
From a toddler to preschool, young adult was groomed
Found dead, left an unborn child in the womb, fuck!

They gave my nigga the world that he seeing (seeing)
Momma birth me in it (she did), what the fuck he 'posed to be? (What?)
Everybody saying the young niggas can't be saved (they can)
But then they helped to raise a generation in the chain gang

Gotta change the route (route)
Show the young niggas game
Gotta change the script
Get 'em off the slave train

Momma brought me in this, y'all ain't have a plan
And you wonder these youngans don't become a man (become a man)

Change the route
Young niggas game
Get 'em off the slave train
And you wonder these youngans don't become a man (become a man)

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