Naughty By Nature — Chain Remains

[Intro] Right about now, I think it's 'bout time that you explained to everybody the real reason you wear this chain around your neck, aight! Yo, yo this Mook Daddy Number 1-6-double 0-3-0-5-0 representin' down in Fort Dix federal prison, you know what I'm sayin? Representin' Double I for life 1-18 [Verse 1: Treach] Too many of my people got time, it shows as crime unfolds Many snap in a trap now new minds explode Learn the ability to find their goals Locked in a facility where time is froze God knows the heart hurts to see no sky, just dirt They give a man a cell quick before they give a man work So we get into this black, this black cat syndrome Grow older like there's no heart and no soul ingrown Bars and cement instead of help for our people Jails ain't nothin' but the slave day sequel Tryin' to flee the trap of this nation Seein' penitentiary's the plan to plant the new plantation They say we'll take the animals from cottons and crops Straight to forgotten wit locks plottin' to rottin' our stocks They draw a crooked line and wait for your foot to fall under Serving most of my brothers another football number Judges look at our CDs, brothers like enemies Saying "We don't need G's", giving out years like free cheese Free please, nigga, ain't no freedom Who's locked up? Who's shot up? Who's strung out? Who's bleeding? Keep reading... I'm here to explain the chain remain the same Maintain for the brothers and sisters locked [Chorus] The chain remains The chain remains The chain remains The chain remains Prisoner 15430-050 representin' Jersey. All y'all niggas better back the fuck up, let's get busy Yo this is Big J comin straight outta Compton. I'm locked up Fort Dix, New Jersey, Number 0-7-3-9-3-0-6-7. I'll be checkin' y'all out in 1997, playa [Verse 2: Treach] Nowadays still we're captured, still hear wicked laughter while shackled We're beaten and battered then cuffed after we're tackled We're tugged while increasing the mugged and indecent Hit one more time wit a black jack then dragged in the precinct Still don't know what the back and forth, looking meaner Meant stripped, made into a convict, booked then fingerprinted How many more times of this humiliation? How many more bouts do we have to lose while we fight for our rights in this nation? That we supposed to have since birth But the breaks and the bricks get worse, so it's jail first And that's all they offer us Ain't that right Mr. Officer? [Chorus] The chain remains The chain remains The chain remains The chain remains The chain remains The chain remains The chain remains The chain remains The chain remains The chain remains This is Leron 15-431-0-5-0 up in Tennessee outta Fort Dix representin' Cleveland and Illtown [Verse 3: Treach] Some rob blocks, does it matter or should it? While ghettos dodge, cops duck bullets and pull it I "Hang Out and Hustle wit my friends" 'til the end, 'til the day we burn pens Ain't no mystery we need victory, the system conspired The days of the riots ain't retired But brothers staying calm 'cause they soldiers So when the only solution's revolution, know we told ya The chain remains 'til we uprise Stuck in a land where we ain't meant to survive And I hope this don't suit ya, some work Like a slave to get a hit, but won't work to save for a future And that's when the cost is the man within And we're just as lost as the land we in Some blast, and some base, and some dropped down And most who sold it right now are lock down and rocked round And it's been happenin' so much That they make it so that it ain't even no shock now [Chorus] The chain remains The chain remains The chain remains The chain remains The chain remains This is Lil' Steve 1-6-0-0-6-0-5-0 chillin' at Fort Dix representin' 118 Get out in '96, I'll see you then The chain remains This, aah, Lil' Pers, aah. 14-6-23-0-1-6, Washington, DC. Right now I'm up in Fort Dix, aah, New Jersey My outdate is 12/25/2003 Way I'm thinkin' is, aah, it's all messed up, if there could be something for all the brothers who be locked dizzown 'Cause they locked down out there And we definitely locked down in here Do something, it's all bad. Peace out! [Outro] Yo what's up, this Terreet Pett, formerly known as 1-11-7-19 I'd like to give a couple of shouts to come of the brothers I was locked down wit down in Bordentown Aleem Jones, Kenneth Martin, Big Will Baskerville, Big Bruvon Fuller, my man Asherkol from Camden, Big Jahad from Camden And I'm out!!