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This is Logic
I've spoken these words before but not on the radio
To be born free is to be born in debt
To live in freedom without fighting

don't even know
The depths of your soul
How far you can go
Suppressed by the notion of no
Siddung an' a wait
On approval fe flow
Dat nuh mek sense
Ten

do you do when
The old man's gone -- do you want to be him? and
Your real self sings the song.
Do you want to free him? 
No one to help you get up

know it's different 

The girls dey call call call call call me for something long 
I tell them chop chop chop chop but pls I can't be yours 
The girls

time you see me boy your bitch don't got a chance 
Bet they all call me the goat when i pull up inna lamb

These Niggas cannot rap 
These bitches just

their cash, call him a play
Nggas bein' cheap by sellin' that
remix sent them right on they way

Every thing for sale, uh, ain't nothin' for the free

see
Jesus right in front of me
I'm blessed to call you Lord now
I'm blessed to be free

Thank you for waiting for me
I'm so grateful you waited for me

in my mama yard, sittin' on E's
I'm bout this fee, I'm bout this fee
Just know what's free
You were born with a silver spoon in your mouth so don't

Give me your tired and your poor
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free
Icebreaker!

I know a silent nation in dislocation
Frustration from

your mouth is open wide 
You try to call me up 
Whenever you're alone 
And I'm not the only one 
No I'm not the only one 

You always get what you give

gone crazy and shit
Two black bottles by the fire place
I ash in the blunt
We don't talk Anymore
Now I'm seeing it all
Niggas feeding you lies
Guess You

The Girl Gets Her Guy
                     Written and Recorded by Alan Ballard

Wyte with some rednecks
Crawlin' up in that box Chevy
Same size as a truck (Ah yeah)
Call it candy painted twice
White god damn bulls
It's gotti always

the pain
Better than you could pussy you ain't even staged!
I'm shooting buckets in the game call me Alan Rey
Like to you stewart little bitches i got no

And I know you must judge us but please
Please you must understand

We were led by the neverbeen people
To a neverworld land 

Rattled every third bead

of an eagle|And the wings of my emotions|Don't dare to call me yours|Baby I'm not your hero|and little by little|time is going down to zero|call it hell or call it

Set Me Free

Sweet

Desolation Boulevard

1974

Making your mark 
Don't leave me here in the dark 
Set me free 
Call me a saint 
That's what I ain't 
Inside my head 
Maybe I'd feel better dead

Set Me Free

Sweet

Strung Up

1975

Making your mark 
Don't leave me here in the dark 
Set me free 
Call me a saint 
That's what I ain't 
Inside my head 
Maybe I'd feel better dead

constructing the ark, whenever the chiefs of his people passed by him, they made a mockery of him
He said, If you mock us, so do we mock at you likewise for your

Free

Train

Aware Compilation, Vol. 5

1997

tight so tight
They call me free but I call me a fool
They call me free but I call me a fool
Well I look back at April, but she won't look back at me

G Season

T.I.

Trouble Man: Heavy is the Head [Best Buy Exclusive]

2012

cars by the three's, Bitches call me papa Johns 'cause I keep that extra cheese
Overseas in the sun, livin' for the fun in Milan with some bad bitches

G Season

T.I.

Trouble Man: Heavy Is the Head

2012

and conceited
I'm sucker free, sucker ducking, so tell them suckers to beat it
Don't fuck with me busta, trust me your future will be deleted
Such a G, ain't no

your problems I won't say
All my problems u will say
Nah nah
Tell them niggas ur engaged
Tell them niggas ur safe
Yeah yeah
Bella I even call you my

found you in pain
Broken man
Waiting to be fixed by me
Waiting for my healing

Are you my dream man?
Your hair, long to make me touch it
Those eyes,