al b. fresh - free lyrics
what i gotta do to be free?
slang cane on the street?
go insane on the beat?
be a mother f-ckin athlete?
get a lil college degree?
i just wanna be free!
tired of being shot down, tired of being locked up. time that i open some doors
they won’t ignore the skin that i’m in, time that i open some pores
let the black bleed on the little white lies
it wasn’t built for m to win so i gotta take risk
trying to trap my way out the trap could lead to my demise
this supposed to be the land of the free, why i gottta slave 9to5
slangin that cane really ain’t me
but i guess gotta comprimise
no reparations got me living on a plantation, im losing my patince
i need me some acres, f-ck a cotton pickin uccupation
b-tch i ain’t dumb f-ck the lil crumbs you give me to nibble
ask lebron you can ball if you shut up and dribble and be’s a good ol n-gga
if im really free then why it still feel like running now even with my hand up the man will still gun’em down. gun’em down gun’em down, everybody gunem down. a brother ain’t no better he’ll hit you with a hundred rounds!
what i gotta do to be free?
slang cane on the street?
go insane on the beat?
be a mother f-ckin athlete?
get a lil college degree?
i just wanna be free!
got us yellin stay woke, still in the bed
n-ggas yell get out, still stuck in their heads
sunken places f-cked up cases, got n-ggas that i know still suck in the feds
they don’t want us in the game they still benchin n-ggas
they don’t want us to hang, they still lynching n-ggas
how we gon talk about equality
when they keep tryin to demolish me
free at last biggest lie of the century, no chains in my hands and feet but locked us mentally
intentionally speaking
our backs are no longer bleeding but our brains are leaking because the shackles are squeezing
so much hate they made us hate ourselves
we’re our own worst enemies
i swear i’m not crazy the proof is in our tendacies
spend 500 on a louis shirt but can spend 20
on your friend merch
talkin bout i see you but don’t want me to show
think if you don’t water my seed i won’t grow
but n0body define my purpose
had to whip up the yak to rise to the surface
what i gotta do to be free?
slang cane on the street?
go insane on the beat?
be a mother f-ckin athlete?
get a lil college degree?
i just wanna be free!
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