Progressive 3
    (专辑: Shyne Coldchain Vol. 2 - 2014)
    
    Yeah, back and blacker than ever  Got sick of waiting for these actors to get it together  Still in them gutters, all my brothers is birds of a 
feather  Tried to get this money cause my people done struggled forever  Son of my father, gunning for stardom, it's worth a 
shot  They hate me like I'm fucking their mama, that's why I 
serve 'em hot  Shells they burning, as long as hell is burning I'll murder God  If he was trying to fuck up my paper, nigga, that's all I 
got  The 
black and brown been going through a 
holocaust  You see Obama just a 
house nigga to me  They locked the 
children up in prison and they ditching the 
key  It's empty plates in this estate so shorty shit where he eat  He got a 
clip, he got a 
K, he 'bout to light up the 
street  They catch him slipping, now they trip him knock him right off his feet  His mama crying on the 
news like "that boy was so smart  Wish he never start chilling with them niggas at the 
park"  Been swimming with the 
sharks since the 
kiddy pool  Breaking all the 
written rules  Breaking the 
tradition of that inner-city raising fools  A 
raisin in the 
sun  They let the 
monkey out the 
cage, he got a 
gun  He got a 
book, he got a 
brain, you better run  Was the 
one that they shun  Baptized in the 
tears of the 
slaves as a 
young  A 
penny saved is a 
penny earned  So I'll be stacking up this copper as the 
city burn  Cold chain, nigga   Yeah, just sit and look at where they raised us at  Seen black, same crack, so they gave us that  Give us hope then take us back  To the 
1800's with these rap contracts  And they wonder why niggas get shot, coke sit in the 
pot  He can't get no job so he hitting the 
block  And if that nigga getting money while them niggas sitting hungry  Ten times out of ten bet them niggas gon' plot  We just struggle with survival trying to rise to the 
top  When your life is on the 
line fuck what's right and what's not  You got a 
right to the 
dream, whether it's triple beam or Martin Luther's  My chain heavy, is you ready for that revolution?