Lyrics

I go from shackles and chains Ride in the car with my main Ride around town with my gang Make me this way make me this way All of my women the same Now I'm buying shackles and chains Ride in the car with my main You made me this way, you made me this way You work me, you whip me, you whip me, you work me now you say I'm lazy. You killed all my brothers, you raped all my mothers, you took all our babies. And when we keep asking for reperation you tell us forget it. But you made that profit, you still making profit cause you building prisons. Cause you got a system, you ain't got to listen but, how far you think my people fall before they risen. Look at what you given. Look at what they made of it. Whole bunch of early inventors, just like what they came with it.
Writer(s): Mark Collie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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