Chains & Whips – English Song Lyrics and Music Video

Chains & Whips Lyrics in English:
[Intro: Clipse]
Uncle said, "Boy, you must be sick
All you talk about is just getting rich"
Choke my neck, boy, and ice my wrist
Beat the system wit’ chains and whips
(This is culturally inappropriate)

[Verse 1: Pusha T]
You run from the spirit of repossession
Too much enamel covers your necklace
I buy homes, you buy ‘em sections
You buy watches, I buy collections
Misery's fueling your aggression
Jealousy’s turned into obsession
Reality TV is mud wrestling
Some signed checks, I know better than
Beware of my name, that there is delicate
You know I know where you're delicate
Crush you to pieces, I’ll hum a breath of it
I will close your heaven for the hell of it
You'd think it'd be valor amongst veterans
I'm watching your fame escape relevance
We all in the room, but here’s the elephant
You chasing a feature out of your element
And those lab diamonds under inspection
The question marks block ya blessings
There's no tombstones in the desert
I know by now you get the message

[Chorus: Clipse]
Uncle said, "Boy, you must be sick
All you talk about is just getting rich"
Choke my neck, boy, and ice my wrist
Beat the system wit’ chains and whips

[Verse 2: Malice]
It don't take much to put two and two
Your lucky streak is now losing you
Money's dried up like a cuticle
Ya gasping for air now, it's beautiful
John 10:10, that’s my usual
Mamas is falling out in funerals
Embalmed and bloat, they now viewing you
They never find the guns, but the sewers do
Bubbles was sick, he need medicine
Brought him back to life, now he dead again
Richard don’t make watches for presidents
Just a million trapped between skeletons
This the darkest that I've ever been
The diamonds make you taste peppermint
You ain’t thrive in the snow like it’s The Revenant
And send orders back down and keep shoveling

[Chorus: Clipse]
Uncle said, "Boy, you must be sick
All you talk about is just getting rich"
Choke my neck, boy, and ice my wrist
Beat the system wit’ chains and whips

[Interlude: Spoken Word]
Yeah, when things get dark and your number get called
And you look side to side, like "What did they say?"
And it ain't the Lord's voice and then you realize
That the Devil is talking to you

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
I’m not the candidate to vibe with
I don’t mess with the Kumbaya sh*t
All that talent must be godsent
I send yo’ spirit back to the Cosmics
The things I’ve seen under my eyelids
Kaleidoscope dreams, murder and sirens
Let’s be clear, Hip-Hop died again
Half of my profits may go to Rakim
How many Judas’s that let me down
But forget it, the West mines, we right now
Therapy showed me how to open up
It also showed me I don’t give a f***
The two-time Gemini with the genocide
I’m generous, how ever you want it
I’ll be the gentle kind
Gentlemen and gangstas connect
The agenda of mine
Move y’all up outta here
This block get gentrified
Heavy genes like Genovese
I’ll drop your Pentagon
Then show up at your gender reveal
And tell ‘em gimme mine
I son rappers, I am the general
Where my gin and juice?
Every song is the book of Genesis
Let the sonics boom

[Bridge: Kendrick Lamar]
You want the tea on me
Well, here’s the ginger root
I generate residuals, ooh
Get off my genitals
They say I couldn’t reach Gen Z
You kidding me?
You must be full of that ginseng
Here comes the jinx, yeah
They genetics been synthetic screaming they genius
A finger wave, they all fall
It’s Jenga
God gave me light
A good year, full of free will
Trump card tell me not to spare your life
(Motherf***er)

[Outro: Spoken Word]
Yeah, when things get dark and your number get called
And you look side to side, like "What did they say?"
And it ain't the Lord's voice and then you realize
That the Devil is talking to you