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Three Dog Night Chained

chained. Chained, chained, chained, chained. God bring the day, God bring the day, God bring the day when we don't have to lay there. Chained, chained, chained, chained. Chained, chained

be out my fuckin' mind, what is this, the hundredth time? Sendin' flowers to funerals, readin' rest in peace You know the usual, death comes in threes

know the deal Want 'em nigga same nigga Thought was a lame nigga Now push the range nigga You know the name nigga Beat the ice bur jeans the ice chain

Verse 1: Sen-Dog You better hope I'm chained up, shackled with a yard I'll snatch you by the neck, bide you like a tech Wreck fools when I disconnect,

L L This is the name that came to alter the game Not like these rappers who spit it the same Separate lames from they chain My mind don't slack I'm

flint sticks, bo, Chubs milk Poochi, baba, butta got the hardest shells We the Midwest gun cartel, nigga Yeah, well just clap up ya brains, snatch up ya chains See dog

reason I will have to stay" The gallows shadows shook the evening In the night a hound dog bayed In the night the grounds were groanin' In the night

cause we coming with that hard I wonder which ride, we gon flip this year 2002 Escalade, yes, we skipped the year About to jump through the Kappa, the young pro rapper Three

is for real Girl, you knows it's true, like Milli Vanilli I'll buy you ten fags on a daytrip to Caerphilly I'm after your heart, oh, don't you see? And your three