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State of Grace

Talib Kweli

Gravitas

2014

is surrounded by the pain and the violence
So the selling never safe
At the same time snitching to the Jake
Is the quickest way to get found

Freedom is a choice, and yet so many people decide not to be free
I'm a free man, and I can think freely
They think we're crazy, they call us freaks

(Prodigy)
(FJ on the beat ho)
Not the type to rap about depression or emotions
Money be stacking got, me going through the motions
My life be looking

of man 
I will flay his wretched skin 
My freedom is now at hand 
Your soul is mine 

I will not fall 
I must not fall 
I cannot fall 
I shall not heed

forever 
make your freedom a new home
Getting close to nature makes us no more strangers
do not waste life, live it all
Free your future my friend 
Ain't

Firecracker

Strung Out

Volume One

2014

I never will
I'm not a puppet, pawn, or
Figure head I'm a man of my
Own free will
Our freedoms are slowly surrendered
As they take more than

together, I vow, until the end of days,
Freedom in your eyes is my oath and my solace

I’m bound by chains of ideals and rules,
Expectations surround me, like

future being
So I better be careful not to kill my own dreams

Feeling like I'm locked in space again
Why can't I enjoy the freedom
Floating on a dream but

Can't truly be free when we lead by the blind.
Freedom a chance for us to be better.
But they sold out freedom for the monetary pleasure.
So how we going

the thin blade keeps them apart
Freedom is the sword
That goes through our hearts

Live free or die, what I live by
Heart on my sleeve, scars you can see,

I'll wear her crown
For in the quiet moments true freedom is found
Alone but not lonely I'm finally free

I'm finally free

what freedom was,
By teaching me to set by birds free.
Yes, he was a good man
Helped everyone in 
The ones who had not

He always worked hard,
Tirelessly

a prison, feel me
Freedom was granted by God
Therefore no man, no thing, no jail cells
Not even death, bruh, can take your freedom
See, because it was only

coded freedom, bit by bit
A financial future, for all to fit

The boy is gone, his work complete
But his legacy still echoes on the street
In every

Paper Route

B.o.B

Underground Luxury

2013

You don't know who you fucking with
Ain't no democrat, and by far I'm no republican
This the type of talk that'll probably piss off my publicist

walls so easily
How did we forget our right to be free?
Our right to be free?
Our right

The prisoner is waking up
He looks up to the sky
And sees

(Dem-dem-dem-free-freekdom)

I'm so tangy, people call me Mathangi
Goddess of word, bitches I'm a keep it banging
Truth is like a rotten tooth, you

freedom is never free
The cost is high and
Not meant for you and me 

Dark clouds on the horizon 
The right wing is mobilising 

And the drums they sound

I learned this not from the slick words spoke by the Reverend
Solely from what we overcame, overcome
For years we've been on the run
Now they claim we

The Earth is dark the sky is gray
Hate runs free in his heart today
But that's the cost of fearing death
The tightness rising inside of his chest

your
Despair is your freedom you're free

I found a heart to lift me higher
Full of passion blinded by desire
Now the freedom does not ring
Inside the darkness
My heart can't sing
Deep in

No Other Gods

Wayne Watson

The Fine Line

1988

My temple is built on wood and of stone
Each space is filled with the things that I own
Idols and gods that call me to bow
I try to be free but

driven by the pressure, I feel in the room
But I'm not quite sure, you're aware of it too
I'm not quite sure

Codependency, you fight to keep me blind as I