Lyrics:
a law, we gon' ride strapped, bitch
We be 'bout that beef, fuck that rap shit
And free my nigga Meek, I'm on my Philly shit
And my New York bitch from
now I'm tryna count that cheese uh
If a rose can grow through a crack in the pavement,
Baby we can make it by day by day then
So what I'm saying is fuck
the angel
"Let nothing you affright
This day is born a saviour
Of a pure virgin bright
To free all those who trust in him
From Satan's pow'are and might"
here marching?"
Thinking if they can't, how can I breathe?
Thinking that they chant, what do I sing?
I want to take a stance 'cause we are not free
And together we will overcome this feeling
We will remember despite the attacks
And constant filling of our mind and body being on the edge
That we are alive
Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars,
or affection
So I paid my 3 and the girls got in free
Shine the beer for tequila and we headed into the party
And then in the backyard some terrible ska
like my therapy
From B-I-G and Paris B, Three Times Dope, and some we'll never see and PRT
N.W.A and Eazy-E, and D-R-E was like my GPS
Without him, I
in the sun
Have now become shade
So we doing high speeds in a narrow lane
Say cheese
Free falling from the aeroplane
Another feather in the cap for all
homies from back in the day livin' at, are doin' now
Running with my sister Jinny, schooling me like Mr. Feeny
This is the first time I heard a gunshot
what's ya flavor, homie?
College Park days, rocking Swaver, homie
Anonymity was free, but now they all know me
The money that I got
The money that I
just wanna be free
We just wanna be free
We just wanna be free
We just wanna be free
(We just wanna be free from the heartache )
We just wanna be
to turn
The bringer of light, where are you now?
Forever our hearts will burn
Fallen angels, arise from your graves
Free your spirits and unite
Hey now here we go let's start the show
Suppose you know to call me 'Lo
But you can call me The Soul Machine
Watch â?? Hey yeah â?? See what I
There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening.
I hear that you're building your house deep in the desert
Are you living for nothing now, hope
to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity
right here
Aiyyoaw, aiyyoaw
Originators we came, gladiators, God-body regulators
We're street educators
I was born through the womb, of Emagene Hamlin
guest lady
Margaret Thatcher in celebrating the former president's 83 birthday.
Ticket's are 1000 Dollars a plate but you can see the event free
Uh, yo, you believe when they say we ain't shit, we can't grow?
All we are is dope dealers, and gangstas and hoes?
And you believe when they be
what turned his dream into a nightmare
Malcolm X said, "By any means necessary."
He didn't mean just for you, brother, he meant for everybody
Maybe if we
I'm just a-wandering on the face of this earth
Meeting so many people
Who are trying to be free
And while I'm travelling I hear so many words
for what he had done
It looked like a fool to everyone (OH!)
These are three stories from the naked city (yeah)
Reality, is sometimes a ditty (yeah
Stain the paper, swirl it around, see the vision
A thousand profits locked in prison
Free 'em all with the rhyme, short sentence
Unlock 'em from my brain
the batons on to take
Free swings just because
Really? Just because?
Taking charge by force with
Free licence to lunge
Snarl and take a potshot
Feels
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