作词 : V. Brown/A. Criss/K. Gist
 作曲 : V. Brown/A. Criss/K. Gist
To many of my people got time  it shows as crime unfolds
Many snap in a trap now new minds explode
Learn the ability to find their goals
locked in a facility where time is froze
God knows the heart hurts to see no sky just dirt
They`ll give a man a cell quick before they give a man work
So we get into this black this black cat syndrome
Grow older like there`s no heart and no soul ingrown
Bars and cement instead of help for our people
Jails ain`t nothin` but the slave day sequel
Trying to flee the trap of this nation
Seeing penitentiaries the plan to plant the new plantation
They say we take the animals from cottons and crops , straight to forgotten with locks plottin` to rotten our stocks
They draw a crooked line and wait for your foot to fall under
Serving most my brothers another football number
Judges look at our seed these brothers like enemies
Saying we don`t need G`s giving out years like free cheese
Free please nig ain`t no freedom
Who`s locked up who`s shot up who`s strung out who`s bleeding keep reading
I`m needin` to explain the chain remain the same
Maintain for the brothers and sisters locked the chain remains


（The chain remains+5）


Nowaday still we`re captured , still hear wicked laughter while shackled
We `re beaten and battered then cuffed , after we`re tackled we`re tugged while increasing
Feel mugged and indecent
Hit one more time with a black jack then drug in the precinct
Still don`t know what the back and forth looking meaner meant stripped made into a convict , booked then fingerprinted.
How many more times of this humiliation , How many more bouts do we have to lose while we fight for our rights in this nation
That we supposed to have since birth
But the breaks on the bricks get worse , so it`s jail first
And that`s all they offer us
Ain`t that right Mr.Officer


（The chain remains+9）


Some rob blocks does it matter or should it
While ghetto dodge cops duck bullets and pull it i ( Hang out and hustle wit my friends~ )
Til the end til the day we burn pens
Ain`s no mystery we need victory the system conspired
The day of the riots ain`t retired
But brothers stayin` calm` cause they soldiers
Til when the only solution`s revolution know we told ya ( we told ya )
The chains remains til we uprise
Stuck in a land where we ain`t meant to survive
And I hope this don`t suit ya some work like a slave to get a hit but won`t work to save for a future
And that`s when the cost is the man within
And we`re just as lost as the land we`re in
Some blasted some based and some dropped down and most who sold it right are locked down and rocked `round
And it`s been happenin` so much that they make it so that it ain`t even shock now

（The chain remains+5）