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UNCHAINED

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Hip-Hop/Rap

UNCHAINED was released on July 11, 2025 by Shattwell Records as a part of the album SECTION 88

Song Details

AlbumSECTION 88

Release DateJuly 11, 2025

LabelShattwell Records

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM93

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Hunter Hagen

Guitar

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Kenneth Shattwell

Kenneth Shattwell

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

K.C.

Producer

Kenneth Shattwell

Kenneth Shattwell

Mixing Engineer

H1TMAN

Producer

Nicholas Blake Reedy

Nicholas Blake Reedy

Co-Producer

Reasy Beats

Producer

Lyrics

I don't take breaks, no rest, and no pause

Only thing that stopped my grind was your mom in my drawers

And I ain't playing you soft all Bark with no claws

I've been up and down, still cut like these saws

And I ain't with the talking, but I'm past the discussion

Oh yeah, pull up like pampers and leave shit in concussions

You flexing on TikTok, boy, I ain't impressed

You shoot with no aim, that's a Russian roulette

Talking that shit, but you ain't backing it up

Yeah, your crew full of actors, and they packing it up

See they capping, I'm laughing, I got them stacking them up

Like the bodies in bags, you get them wrapped in a trunk

They lacking, I'm snapping, I know I'm black and I'm active

When my colder is casket, my passion is savage

This ain't even rap, it's a verbal assassin

With the hook so hard, you need surgeons for patches

Locked too long, now you know I broke them chains

If I came back swinging, put respect on my name

No leash, no cage, no fear, no shame

Who the fuck gon' stop me when I step in my lane

I've been locked too long, and now I broke them chains

Know I came back swinging, put respect on my name

No leash, no cage, there's no fear, no shame

But who the fuck gon' stop me when I'm bringing my reign

Murdering beats, I'm like a clearing a witness

But know your favorite rapper gotta be my own apprentice

I'm cooking them up, and every bar is a skillet

And every verse that I spit, is a motherfucking sentence

And I know this ain't rap, it's a mugshot printed

And a chalk line drawn, is a tombstone written

So I body the game, and then I piss on the critics

Now they act real tough, till their face gone vivid

I came from the bottom, there's no love, no favors

And now the labels keep calling, like sign with us later

I laugh in their face, I tell em to pay me in acres

But I don't do advance checks, I do land papers

You be flexing on the gram, I invest in my brand

And when you spend it all in chains, if I buy and expand

Your girl in my DMs, she slid with no hands

Now she giving me brain, while you cry in the stands

Locked too long, now you know I broke them chains

If I came back swinging, put respect on my name

No leash, no cage, no fear, no shame

Who the fuck gon' stop me when I step in my lane

I've been locked too long, and now I broke them chains

Know I came back swinging, put respect on my name

No leash, no cage, there's no fear, no shame

But who the fuck gon' stop me when I'm bringing my reign

And I ain't really leaving till you know the ground's split

And the mic burnt out, then they get drowned in the sound

All this fucking loud shit, gotta bow down the crown shit

Said it was dead, well bitch, I'm back from the casket

Chewing through these rappers like the beat was made of flesh

Every line I jot is venom, every verse cause an arrest

They be talking like they pressure, but they fold under the test

Only time they can kill the mic is when they disconnect

I ain't playing with you boy, grave digging ritual

I put him underground, and the bars sound biblical

Thought you was a God till you met the real pinnacle

Now you just a fraud trying to preach like it's spiritual

I snapped then I blacked, and I dragged him through ash

I've been killing careers since Myspace, and fax

I was born in the flames, I had to laugh at the match

Cause if I ever fell off, I would land on a plaque

Locked too long, now you know I broke them chains

If I came back swinging, put respect on my name

No leash, no cage, no fear, no shame

Who the fuck gon' stop me when I step in my lane

I've been locked too long, and now I broke them chains

Know I came back swinging, put respect on my name

No leash, no cage, there's no fear, no shame

But who the fuck gon' stop me when I'm bringing my reign

Written by: Kenneth C Shattwell

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