Chains Off Me Lyrics

My massa

Whoa

You ain't my massa

Hell naw

I'm gon send you to hell in gasoline draws

Whoa lord

Whoa lord

I'm taking these chains off me and I'ma choke you with em

You ain't my massa

Damn right, yeah

I'm gon treat this plantation like a camp fire

Whoa lord, whoa lord

I'm taking these chains off me and I'ma choke you with em

If it's war you want

My niggas will be posted with me here

We got toasters in our holsters

Y'all some roaches we got sprayers

I got queens on my team you can hear em yelling off with his head

You better say yo prayers

Cause I been tired of you pushing me

And I been tired of you cursing me

You took my tribe from me forcefully

So I been plotting on you certainly

And I won't die by the poplar tree

No I won't die by the poplar tree

You not gon lay a finger on my family

You not gonna lay a finger on my family

Boy

You ain't my massa

Hell naw

I'm gon send you to hell in gasoline draws

Whoa lord

Whoa lord

I'm taking these chains off me and I'ma choke you with em

You ain't my massa

Damn right, yeah

I'm gon treat this plantation like a camp fire

Whoa lord

Whoa lord

I'm taking these chains off me and I'ma choke you with em

Whoa

Boy, you gone

Whoa

Boy, you gone

Whoa

You gone

You gone