Testi:
Fact Chain

The things that matter to us are destroyed by someone's desire An unbearable chain is repeated forever from long ago It is such a stupid thing It is

up Nigga when the Mack-9 reel up you better throw your shield up We dope runners and cake runners All out big head hunters three glots and sixin it off the chain

a pistol they just know I'm official shit, all I gotta do is start blowing a whistle my name is ringing my chain is swinging right now I'm speaking,

was walkin' down a dirty street Saw a man, I knew some years before On the corner where the losers meet He had rags on his back, as a matter of fact Had

G-Unit, UTP, 50 Cent, get 'em bucked [50 Cent] 50 Cent, that's my name Man I ain't fuckin' playin' I move on you wit' that Mac mayn (Mac mayn) Come off, now watch your chain

malls taller than skyscrapers, you catchin' the vapors You only got a pair of jacks, I got a pair of aces As a matter of fact, I left a pool of bb's on

what went from little to larger than you thought Adults and youth both support it- it started in New York Mostly Black and Hispanic, but now in Iraq and Iran it's In Japan in fact

your ice packed Cause we don't fuck around dog, yo, it's like that [Vinnie Paz:] Anybody go against me gettin' tortured and slain Slaughtered then maimed We robbin' rappers off with their chain

pizza But now my sixth sense tell me ta keep her We livin' lavida In our own world like cita I'll let you sport mah chain, rock mah hat, Wear mah jersey