Chains On Me

(They can't get nothin' from me)

They can't get nothin' from me

I did some things and gain nothin' from it

And I was locked up when they put them chains on me

(Great John on the beat,

by the way)

Walking down the cold streets of my hometown

Trying to turn these broken pieces upside down

Every shadow wanted pieces of my

crown

But I held my head up high,

I didn't

drown

Now the tables turning,

lessons turning into gold

Story of a survivor finally being told

(yeah, yeah)

They can't get nothin' from me

I did some things and gain nothin' from it

And I was locked up when they put them chains on me

(Great John on the beat,

by the way)

Kept my secrets locked up in a iron vault

Every single stumble was my own fault

Now we moving forward we don't ever halt

Standing in the storm and we shaking off the salt

They can't get nothin' from me...

(nothin' at all)

(no, no)