Tekster:
Giant Chained

'm on fire") I've been chained, chained, oh yeah Chained to your rhythm, to your rhythm of love I've been chained, chained, chained to your rhythm of love (Chained, chained

I lost my lucky ball and chain And now she's four years gone Just five feet tall and sick of me And all my rattling on She threw away her baby-doll I

The point to reaction as leaders look to you, attacking Choose and renounce, throwing chains to the floor Kill or be killing, faster sins correct the flow Casting giant

on the way We've just marched a million plus the other day Look we all witnessed the sweat rolling down Ms Liberty's head She knows the sleeping giant

Not like any other Just like any other One small man A beard the color of rice A face the color of tea Who shared the misery Of other men in chains With

thugged out Very first song I ever dropped was in a drug house Razor blades, sandwich bags, Louis shoes, stoopid swag Rubber bands, duffle bags, small bills, trash bags Apple chain

distant It's just meant you rappin 'bout what I just spent As far as hip-hop's concerned you all the same A bunch of mohawks, skinny jeans and wallet chains

fight it I'm the misguided angel Touched by tradgedy I defy gravity Brutal cruel and dark So beautifulfy remarkable Angry Smirf Man I'll kill these giants

Ride with the plucka plucka Theres ain't anotha brotha Like a crash Like Micheal Jackson House a giant mansion Just imagine people staring Say watch my star mansion King T lows, chain