Chains & Whips Lyrics – Clipse

Read the full Chains & Whips lyrics by Clipse along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Clipse’s music, you can also explore The Birds Don’t Sing and P.O.V., two other songs by Clipse.

“Chains & Whips” is an unreleased track from Pusha T and Malice, marking the fifth official collaboration from Clipse since the group ended in 2010

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[Chorus: Pusha T]
Uncle said, “N!gga, you must be sick”
“All you talk about is just getting rich”
Choke my neck, n!gga and ice my b!tch
Beat the system with 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 b!tches, you buy ’em sections
You buy watches, I buy collections
Misery’s fueling your regression
Jealousy’s turning into obsession
Reality TV is mud wrestling
Some signed checks, I know better than
Beware of my name, that there is delegate
You know I know where you’re delicate
Crush you to pieces, I 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 your blessings
There’s no tombstones in the desert
I know by now you get the message

[Chorus: Pusha T]
Uncle said, “N!gga, you must be sick”
“All you talk about is just getting rich”
Choke my neck, n!gga and ice my b!tch
Beat the system with 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
They gasping for air now, it’s beautiful
John 10:10, that’s my usual
Mommas 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: Pusha T]
Uncle said, “N!gga, you must be sick”
“All you talk about is just getting rich”
Choke my neck, n!gga and ice my b!tch
Beat the system with chains and whips

[Post-Chorus: Pharrell Williams & Kendrick Lamar]
Although things get dark, you know I’ma get calling
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 (Hmm)

[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
I’m not the candidate to vibe with
I don’t fu*k with the kumbaya s*it
All that talent must be God-sent
I sent your ass back to the cosmics
The things I 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 Judases done let me down?
But fu*k it, the West mine’s, we right now
Therapy showed me how to open up
It also showed me I don’t give a fu*k
The two-time Gemini with the genocide
I’m generous, however you want it, I’ll be the gentle kind
Gentlemen and gangstas connect, the agenda of mine
Move n!ggas up outta here, this s*it get gentrified
Heavy genes like Genovese, I drop your pentagon
And show up at your at your gender reveal and tell ’em give me mine
I son n!ggas, I am the general, where my gin and juice?
Every song in the book of Genesis, let the sonics boom
N!ggas want the tea on me, well, here’s the ginger root
I generate residuals, b!tch, get off my genitals
They said I couldn’t reach Gen’ Z, you fu*king d!ckheads
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, n!ggas is Jenga
God gave me light, a good year full of free will
Trump card, told me not to spare ya life, motherfu*ker

[Outro: Pharrell Williams]
Although things get dark, you know I’ma get calling
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