Lyrics:
hard
But its
Even harder when you try to create an excuse
Free your mind from restraint
And remove the thought that you can't
Everybody got vices
Barely
These days everybody's getting cancelled
Any time you open your mouth now
It's a gamble
Course you've got free speech
Be thankful you can talk
But keep it
knowledge instead
I know it's not where you wanna be
But take it from me I know everybody love to be free
So god dammit free Pimp see
I know he ready
Let's go
Everybody needs to start their own fire
Everybody needs a riot of their own
Everybody needs to be something they are not
Everybody needs
that you got a job, Ms. Cheney
But your husband's heart problem's complicating
So the FCC won't let me be
Or let me be me, so let me see
They tried
My People ain't free
Fuck that!
My People gon be
Trust that!
My People ain't free
Not yet!
My People ain't free
Got that!?
You hate it when we
Rock
Warning
The shit in this movie is performed by professionals, nigga
So for the safety of yo homies and everybody around you
(What the fuck is up,
the danger
I've got a heart and I've got a brain
And now I've got a lot that's drivin' me insane
Now everybody says that they want to be free
What it means
granted by God
The only one that can take
It away is God Himself
I pray for the mothers and them
Babies ain't got no homes (That's right)
All of my niggas
out here be fantasizing
Talking about this and that
But they're true sellers of lies (true sellers of lies)
Only the Truth shall set you Free
I Say, I
broke LIG it let it go
If it's on the strength pay what you owe
Everybody got the same 24
On my trap phone everything is a go
Mr. PWID how I be
smokin'
And, everybody was drinkin' and niggas don't be thinkin'
Hey yo, I be the man dangle, handle bilingual
Shit's so hot, it might be the first single
the dungeon family
It's not very hard it's kinda easy to do
All you got to be is poor and broke and have no loot
It's called the crooked booty when it's only
I know you've been actin' weak since you came in the do'
But homie you ain't got to be a hater no mo'
How can you live you life when you know you are
folks, ecstasy capsules
Presidential scandals, everybody move
Two words, Mos Def, K West, hot shit
Calm down, get back, ghetto people got this
Game
your body and your soul, be whole)
(Free your mind and your spirit, your body and your soul, be whole)
Everybody want freedom
But nobody wanna fight for
because I'm being you every week
(by the way it seem that everybody...)
I grit my teeth and bare it (you know this judge? he carries a grudge!)
Just
Hunter Thompson/Journals I must've jotted/
I've come full circle/To cover topics/
Removed from the utter gossip/
Reality got your stomach knotted/
Wait
back home
But until then, I'll be right here holding
My phone
What is the reason why
I can't find me no peace of mind
Think I'm needing you by my side
I'm leaving and I'm burying the past
Wanna have peace now, we can be free
No one here will make a sucker out of me
Han har "sjunk't."
Vad
And free so we can live in peace with unity
Everybody time to light up time to gather in a circle time to divvy up you got one life to
Live- Start livin'
other for free
Everybody wants something
You just want me
Why am I obsessing
About the things I can't control?
Why am I seeking approval
From
Everybody dont got yo back like they say they do
These niggas wasn't around when I was down bad
R.I.P my folks and free my niggas promptly
They
everybody needs a friend
She know that she needs me
She be call my phone tryna to see me
Obsessive tryna love me like keke
I sell the snow flake it got me
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