In My Chains

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Gunbi

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One day dawns
Born as a hyphen of them 
Syllables evolve to my name 
Always running towards somethin nigga
My nigga, tryna score, fundamental when I aim
The dream road jammed till the cars clear off 
But it'll stay blurred till the eye drops blot
But ima break chains like Nat broke out
But ima gain weight like a nigga leaned out 
Bet if I go scream in your face, you'll feel the fear
But if you see tears on my face, you'll disappear 
Are you in debt like me
Built like me cornerstone of knowledge just to think in depth like me
I'm in my chains, if I branch out to express my value out to see my gains 
Out to see this prison silence is my mission
Action is my game, my chains will look dismissive 
Just looking like a boy who grew up chasing value 
Now the boy raps and acts and now he's valued 
If the fist raised or crossed we black in power
Now the fist used as pipe, thrown out right after 
Storyline made to flip, my moves gymnastics 
Now the chains drip the wrist, I'm my own Masta
If I claim champ to climb, to work the biz to shoot from scum to star skies 
I know I'll prosper 
Back up life is dreaming reality defeated 
My arms forced up cus the authority's indifferent 
You black like the odds did time in prison
I don't ever wanna be another black go figure 
Never wanna repeat a Till out whistling 
My aura the shit that I cooked in the kitchen 
I'll give all a taste, but for only free sampling 
Cus too much deluxe, I'll end up in a coffin, I'm chained

Whoa I'm chained
Can't wait no more for this culture (Ha) exposure (Whoa) to break out 
I'm in my chains, yea yea
I'm in my chains, ain't bound by law, yea, no law

Macro thoughts kept in all my bliss 
Chill vibes blown out I feel like Wiz
I got mental pride explicit shit
F*ck the world now without my dick
Choose her lose her win her back I will
Or I'll write about it an even kill
There goes the mass with the culture and the ones who fake it
Taking shots to the lips, now she fabricated 
Can you ask for the talent that you stole from me 
Can I dunk hell yea I was born for it
Last year, I said it don't cruise on my act 
Hip hop on the climb like a forthcoming
Tell the truth boss, on that explicit clip
Most the shit I went through I saw the shit through him
Parents sang through the ghettos to suburb hymns
And said son the only way now is up through shit 

Whoa I'm chained
Can't wait no more for this culture (Ha) exposure (Whoa) to break out 
I'm in my chains, yea yea
I'm in my chains, ain't bound by law, yea, no law

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