Freedom is the power to choose our own chains

Freedom is the power to choose our own chains

I got 2 chains, 3 chains, lotta chains

They look at me strange

When I move on to better things

I need more power, why u tripping I need more hours

The time is ticking, shit can turn sour

If you waste it, I done taste it, once complacent

You throw it out the window

Like your ego, start from zero

If u snooze then u lose, so fuck a pillow

I stay woke, working graveyard shifts

25, found a gold mine, Christmas gift

Freedom is the power to choose our own chains

Freedom is the power to choose our own chains

I got 2 chains, 3 chains, lotta chains

They look at me strange

When I move on to better things

All my chains heavy

But I'm born ready

The cowards never started and the weak remains lazy

The struggle don't make it bitter, all your excuses do

Greatness is a process, listen to the voice within you

What's your occupation, what's your designation

Get a job, get a life, I call that the chain reaction

What's your occupation, what's your designation

Get a job, get a life, I call that the chain reaction

I was once told the chains of habit are too light to be felt

Until they're too heavy to be broken

Change, change is scary but change is necessary

It is for the better or best, never the worse

I say embrace