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Broken Chains Video (MV)




Performed By: Doc Z
Language: English
Length: 2:41
Written by: KENNY PAUL




Doc Z - Broken Chains Lyrics
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We come from slaves
Let the beat ride out
We come from
We come from slaves
We come from slaves
Over worked and under payed
That's word to trapo
Momma lost me in the trap
Told her I came up from the lotto
I found my peace in a a bottle
Granny turning in her grave
Took me to church I can't follow
Shit don't add up I can't swallow
Rev said I just need to bath
In the blood of Jesus
This shit gon make u uncomfortable,
If u came up with a silver spoon
Caviar dinner no lunch-able
I ain't had nothin no none of those
But ma showed me love it's incredible
Love make me richer than millionaires
Lock my heart up in a Frigidaire
It keep me back from a lot of dough
They got us good when they said that they ended the slavery
This shit amazes me only difference is we all in the house now
Pull up and bang bang
All for the whips and chains
We still tied down
Pay up to keep us oblivious
Stay up de drugs is insidious
They get us f*cked up from start till we idiots
Bet up I fess up my lungs full of activist
I could f*ck around n get a drako
Bodies look like bagels
Cream be the motto
Im on my rock could call me Doc Novado
Came up in the bitch up in a cargo Plane
I do not borrow
Never had shit not an object microphone check
Only way I come up on a fat check
Know I need my blue cheese
I be gone till November like clef from the fugues
Five-o scout the nice tings
I don't wanna whip I got stripes like Rambo
My shorty got them good genes
From Zim I invade her my cells full of goodies
I don't trap i just sing
Already know a nigga off the Chan's like Django
Bank roll bank roll bank roll
Nigga off the Chain like Django
50 get the strap I mangle bodies full of hollow
Rambo Rambo Rambo
Walking round my city make me vigilant , f*cked around and turned me to a vigilante
We come from kings
We come from queens
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We come from slaves
Let the beat ride out
We come from
We come from slaves
We come from slaves
Over worked and under payed
That's word to trapo
Momma lost me in the trap
Told her I came up from the lotto
I found my peace in a a bottle
Granny turning in her grave
Took me to church I can't follow
Shit don't add up I can't swallow
Rev said I just need to bath
In the blood of Jesus
This shit gon make u uncomfortable,
If u came up with a silver spoon
Caviar dinner no lunch-able
I ain't had nothin no none of those
But ma showed me love it's incredible
Love make me richer than millionaires
Lock my heart up in a Frigidaire
It keep me back from a lot of dough
They got us good when they said that they ended the slavery
This shit amazes me only difference is we all in the house now
Pull up and bang bang
All for the whips and chains
We still tied down
Pay up to keep us oblivious
Stay up de drugs is insidious
They get us f*cked up from start till we idiots
Bet up I fess up my lungs full of activist
I could f*ck around n get a drako
Bodies look like bagels
Cream be the motto
Im on my rock could call me Doc Novado
Came up in the bitch up in a cargo Plane
I do not borrow
Never had shit not an object microphone check
Only way I come up on a fat check
Know I need my blue cheese
I be gone till November like clef from the fugues
Five-o scout the nice tings
I don't wanna whip I got stripes like Rambo
My shorty got them good genes
From Zim I invade her my cells full of goodies
I don't trap i just sing
Already know a nigga off the Chan's like Django
Bank roll bank roll bank roll
Nigga off the Chain like Django
50 get the strap I mangle bodies full of hollow
Rambo Rambo Rambo
Walking round my city make me vigilant , f*cked around and turned me to a vigilante
We come from kings
We come from queens
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Writer: KENNY PAUL
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