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Chains
38,229
Hip-Hop/Rap
Chains 由 SONY BMG Catalog 于 2006年1月1日 发行,作为专辑“Hi-Score: The Best of Che-Fu”的一部分。
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发行日期2006年1月1日
唱片公司SONY BMG Catalog
语言English
旋律性
不插电
Valence
舞蹈性
能量
BPM89

制作

出演艺人
Che-Fu
Che-Fu
表演者
DLT
DLT
表演者
作曲和作词
A. McNaughton
A. McNaughton
作曲家
C. Ness
C. Ness
作曲家
D. Thompson
D. Thompson
作曲家
制作和工程
DLT
DLT
混音工程师

歌词

Come break my chains come help me out
Living in the city ain't so bad
Come break my chains come help me out
Living in the city ain't so bad
Come test me like a bomb straight from murderdom
But how comes I got cyclops fish in my water
A nation of Pacific lambs to the slaughter
Three eyes for my son and an extra foot for my daughter
Gifts from a land that I don't even know
I was too slow to even see that escargot
You say I'm all blow no cash exchange, I didn't lie
There's a picture of me in the dictionary under "French fry"
No racism I'm out for who's in charge
I'd like to lay a fat cable in their backyard
Too far they've gone now I'm radioactive strong
I just walk past the switch and all the lights turn on
No last dragon just left my bones exposed
Didn't reach no final level yet my body still glows
Why do you wanna annoy, nuclear boy with your toy
Wa pihia neke mase a koe
Feel the likes of one who stays over come someday
Set your sights and chip away
Come break my chains come help me out
Living in the city ain't so bad
Come break my chains come help me out
Living in the city ain't so bad
Come break my chains come help me out
Living in the city ain't so bad
Come break my chains come help me out
Living in the city ain't so bad
Chale may I pull you 'side for a second
Askin' a question checkin' what you reckon
Why you letting your guard down with a frown
Freaking 'bout what you wear how you walk around town
Did your heads ever think further than threads
Instead your dress code of the soul wardrobe is dead
Mislead maybe why's my mirror hazy
Morphin' into something else my own image is fading
Making molding, holding, folding
Is it me or a movie, Channel 2 or 3
Stolen stupid as such why is it television be now ruled by a crutch
Hairless and fearless, devoid of all shape
Like a snake, stick your mouth around the bit that says inflate
Breath deep if a sucker that you be, time is running out for me
Too old for cold rubber making whoopee
I prefer a woman who is real to the touch, she feels much
She be the Starsky to my Hutch
You crunched up my sisters to the point of no return
Anoint the tan with the ointment, now Ken and Barbie burn
Crispy pink, with a plastic sheen, turn it over
Baste it with a bit of margarine
Mmm, smells good, the swine taste fine, where's my Christmas pud
Feel the likes of one who stays over come someday
Set your sights and chip away
Come break my chains come help me out
Living in the city ain't so bad
Come break my chains come help me out
Living in the city ain't so bad
Come break my chains come help me out
Living in the city ain't so bad
Come break my chains come help me out
Living in the city ain't so bad
Come break my chains come help me out
S'aight, it's the gag in my mouth
Come break my chains come help me out
Pickin' up the reins in the south
Come break my chains come help me out
Sayin' who's gonna buy and who's gonna sell
Come break my chains come help me out
Written by: A. McNaughton, C. Ness, D. Thompson
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