BROKEN Chain

I’m breakin’ out the prison,---

rippin’ chains off my skin…---

Life waitin’ on me now.--

Chains so black,

they drift in the distant wind…

Yo homie, this shit gotta be cleaned right.

Soot sittin’ on it,

like a chimney after winter heat all night.-----

You ridin’ with me, homie?

You follow my steps?

So we can taste what life really is.

They said it’s good,

but look at this—so many obstacles ahead.

WTF…---

Uh,-- bab,--- bab, --Aruba ba-ba,

bam-bam-ba,--ba-ba BAM!

What the fuck…kkkk----What the fuck…kkkk

My pupils dilate,

or maybe they shrink.

The soul decides---

when you load yourself

with the negative or the joy you bring.

Yo, why you always actin’?

Why everybody playin’ roles?---

Yo homie, I’m me, me, me,

but I see you noddin’.

You nod up and down,

I nod sideways.

Yeah, the soul is free,

the chains fall apart.

I know it’s heavy…

I know it’s hard…-----

(Repeat x4 – REF)

But hold on,

’cause the soul loves the party,

ty-ty…

Happiness…

Come on, show me,

what do you take away.

Come answer me,

’cause you’ll find them both,

yeah, yeah—you’ll find them…

Right here,

you’ll find them both.