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Free to be who I want to be
I'm free to be me

In reality I'm a prisoner in chains
But in my dreams I roam across open plains
By the laws of men my body

took a breath and in it were the
Screams of every grieving Mother and Daughter
The heaving of the water thick with oil
The dreaming of the prisoner

Rat Race

Impellitteri

Screaming Symphony

1995

a prisoner
And I don't even know my name

Sometimes I feel like I've been wasting precious time
Life passes by when you're slaving to the grind
What

gon' cry from the words she said
Sayin you're mine but you know I'm dead
I be stuck in the mud with the tears I've shed
No shame in my heart
I been

If y'all know me
You know my story been crazy
Story of a boy
Born inside a tornado
Torn apart by all the
Wars that have reigned down
But by the force

could just read for the part (wrong movie)
So many times I've been searched and ID'd by the narcs (I'm clean, officer)
I've been on the wrong side

And I denied my father
Well, that's all the same
Never wrote my sister
No one knows out there
No, not a single soul knows
I'm a prisoner here

I'm

the vets say I'm official
And you can ask Diddy
But now that I'm doing time like Shyne
Nigga I'll probably +Press Play+ on a pistol
Political prisoner
Got

grave
Hope your family made the arragements
No one hears you scream
That's why space is my haven
Raised in a sprawlin' metropolis
Now I crave isolation

get wit me, you steppin' with 007
Better make it snappy, no time to do your hair, baby
Brothers are bustin' at me, beats and bullets pass me

None

Just can't keep hold... no.... alright
Stop signs in the puddles look so bright
By the red lights, oh oh
Dozing off by the dozen, hope for couple dozen

the anarchy
No prisoners
No mercy
But to be fair
I'm sending Warning Shots

The Professionals

Tracey Lee

Many Facez

1997

it, map it, we can score 

it, I need three guns, and a soldier to stand 

by the door wit. No bullshit, I loaded up my 

lyrics and two shotties

here isn't it?

Everything here is fading away. She needs her Queen.

Uh, we're here for Freddie too.

I killed the king fair and square. They had no

by death and upstaged by his wife
The man did his best to
Muster some kind of strength
But it was no use and as the
Wooden beams creaked beneath his

a commitment
To keep the human spirit a prisoner
That’s how it’s been since then
A cannibalistic system
Run by thieves dressed in death
Blessed with the devil's

majesty/no pageantry, just accuracy, I promise I can't rap for free/the way I run threw all them hoes(holes) they call me barry/by the way I spin off of them

it is only because although they've hidden their lies, I still see them
Are we agreed, then? That America is ruled by greedy men
That's how it has

on the corner
Sip slow, sip blacked out like a coma
Surrounded by so many folks but
I'm still a loner
I don't got shit to say and
When they talk I'm just zoning

Things we forget by da month

I'm still dat nigga
Negus king, I'm no pretender, when they see me I remember
Most days my mind in the blender, tryna find

Artist: Zuko SA
Album Title: Best In Me EP
Track Title: Best In Me
Track No: 5


Looking by the window I hope she go see me mhh!
ever since ndimbon

I'm givin' it to you old school style, no album cover gimmicks,
No intros, no shout outs, nothin' but straight lyrics,
If you in your car buckle

A PRISONER SITTIN IN JAIL
WHEN IT COMES TO THESE RYMES BETTA' GET THE SCALE
OR ACT LIKE YOUR BLIND FUCKING READ IT IN BRAILLE
NIGGA CRIME FAIL
NO CRIME

listened to the ones before you
Who warned you
That prisoners of warring feelings is simply torture
So human, yet inhumane
So you can get in no pain
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