Freedom is the power to choose our own chains
Freedom is the power to choose our own chains
I got 2 chains, 3 chains, lotta chains
They look at me strange
When I move on to better things
I need more power, why u tripping I need more hours
The time is ticking, shit can turn sour
If you waste it, I done taste it, once complacent
You throw it out the window
Like your ego, start from zero
If u snooze then u lose, so f*ck a pillow
I stay woke, working graveyard shifts
25, found a gold mine, Christmas gift
Freedom is the power to choose our own chains
Freedom is the power to choose our own chains
I got 2 chains, 3 chains, lotta chains
They look at me strange
When I move on to better things
All my chains heavy
But I'm born ready
The cowards never started and the weak remains lazy
The struggle don't make it bitter, all your excuses do
Greatness is a process, listen to the voice within you
What's your occupation, what's your designation
Get a job, get a life, I call that the chain reaction
What's your occupation, what's your designation
Get a job, get a life, I call that the chain reaction
I was once told the chains of habit are too light to be felt
Until they're too heavy to be broken
Change, change is scary but change is necessary
It is for the better or best, never the worse
I say embrace