[Intro: Blakout Prestige]

Chains, chains, chains, chains!

Chains, chains, chains, chains, chains!

Chains, chains, chains, chains!

Chains, chains, chains, chains!

Roar!

[Chorus: Blakout Prestige]

It ain't gon' change

We still in chains

When it's gon' change?

We still in chains

Chains

We still in chains

When it's gon' change?

We still in chains

[Verse 1: L'mar Zandere]

The location changed

The shackles are on our brains

I get the signal through the airy waves

Like everyday

‘Til I know that I'll get out of this house

Is there a better place?

Can we find a way or do we fight a way?

I'm just tryna say

Is there a better place?

Can we find a way?

I said, can we find a way?

[Verse 2: NIGGOD]

As a black man I could die today

So they gon' let me say what I gotta say

And play Harriet on this Underground Railroad

My n***a we gon’ find a way

There's a Freedom Bell ringing miles away and I hear it

Plus I heard stories ‘bout the North Star

We should follow that, I could feel it in my spirit

We gon’ go where the Gods go

More than mortal man with this God flow

When they beat us like Harpo

We would wonder where the Lord go

We would wonder where God go

We would say if one would go then we all go

‘Cause something's gotta, something's gotta (Change), I swear

Waiting in the water, bloodhounds what we listen for

Toby and Kunta the same n***a

I'd rather play Chicken George

Massa get it crackin’ with the whip

You don't gotta ask what it's hitting for

You should listen more

In the home of the brave, land of the free

Nowadays they'll kill you like a dog in the street

They used to hang you from a tree (Yeah)

Took the shackles off ya hands and feet

And placed 'em 'round ya neck

Total disrespect, but you just told 'em cut the check

[Verse 3: Mickey Factz]

Whitey want Factz murdered

I’m the best guy with the fresh rhymes on the back burner

Head high like I’m fixing my necktie, I’ma fast learner

North star where the crest lies, call me Nat Turner

In the headlines, I’ma black worker with flesh pride

Crept by like a cat burglar, field n***a

Where the grass merger with the real niggas

Tree about a 100 yards away

Saw my cousin get killed with it

Look massah, I ain’t gon’ deal with it

2017, but I’m still whipping

That’s a flashback like Barry Allen when he dash back

Factz back is where the lash at

Dag that, I’m like Mad Max

In the desert where sand at

Cotton on me like it’s stuck to me

Ancestors put a rush through me

I’m the truth like Sojourner said it

High waters let the dust catch it

Got a straw hat and a hut fetish

Call me Douglass ‘cause I love Frederick

Fuck chains, Fuck chains

Underground cause I love trains

No Metrocard just one dame

Harriet I’m not a dumb slave

Gotta thug frame

Whips hit me like a bus came in the intersection and it just bang

Barefoot in the near woods, aww shit this is some maze

I’ma target in a gun range

I’m not property, I’m a young rich and black untamed

Uncontrollable bitter young flame

Mundane in this numb brain

Django getting unchained to the sunrays

King