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HIT-BOY lyrics : "New Chains"

My momma raised me up in the era when
Papa was gone
He was servin' !@%!e and !@(%

Writin' raps, you woulda thought I had help
But ^!$$%s frontin'
$#&@ it, I'll just keep these beats for myself

You see, it's broke ^!$$% hatin'
That's the Internet %#@!, talkin' on the low
And it's rich ^!$$% hatin'

That's don't let him in, that ^!$$% might blow
All I want's some money, some hoes, and champagne
A boat, some smoke, fur coats

Slick Rick chains and a damn plane
Gotta put on for my ^!$$%s
Whippin' without the pain

So I'm spending everything
Just to look good with my gang
New chains

So I guess we the new slaves
New chains (*##$


You see it's Beamers
And it's Honda, love
Only one'll get the $#&@ed

The other, not as much
You see, it's Ninas and it's Monicas
Both crazy 'bout the dick, so they swallow nuts

Lobster, mac and cheese, and fire weed
That's the combination
It's the $#&@ing House of Hit

That ? congregation
Hallelujah, halleluhjah
We just brought in three more cases

KKKin' bottles of dark
Thought the whole party was wasted
I'm workin' hard for a check

Just to put it on my neck
A ^!$$% with a new chain
Now that's that James Somersett

Now that's that James Somersett, Now that's that James Somersett
A ^!$$% with a new chain
Now that's that James Somersett

But $#&@ it
I know you've seen Baby on TV
Cause I've seen him too

Watchin' 'em too
Wishin' that was me and my crew
Real life ghetto kings, my stuntin' idols

Understood what that message was
Cash Money was them fly ^!$$%s
I wanted everything except the love

Soon as my cake up, I'm going straight up to Jacob
And I'mma spend it all
Blowin' everything that I was supposed to save up

Now Jesus had skin to ?
So I pay my tithe that was owed
And used the rest of my green

To turn my Jesus into gold
I turn my Jesus into gold, I turn my Jesus into gold
So either way we're still slavin'

Just hanging from a different rope
This just my song of honesty
^!$$%, $#&@ your philosophy

Gotta ball out by any means
Even if it's at the swap meet
You know where Ben Baller be

We know them hoes wanna see, we know them hoes wanna see
^!$$%, we'll get fresh before we eat
So no, don't sweat the technique

I'm tryin' shine like Eric B
I'm tryin' floss like Rakim
So I'm spending everything from my deal, (*##$

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