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To Really Be Free
- You know what I’m singing is this:
- you don’t have to have it all to be it all, Y’all
- Some nights I wake up starvin’ rooting through the fridge,
- the only thing to eat is margarine
- Kids roamin’ through the hall with the gold chains,
- what they really need is some foolproof brains. On the real though,
- I’m a man who is rich in soul. You know I’m a true apostle.
- Momma tells me that we can never really be poor,
- there’s always opportunity right through the door.
- My rhymes help for me to be free, 6 years back breakdance helped
- me to see true creativity. Thirteen years old with a crate of cans
- at my hands, I started with the rugged kind of art that came straight
- from the heart to the walls neighborhood park.
- What you need to really be free is to have nothing left to
- lose at the end of the day.
- Just have a look at me, I’m living in a town portrayed by Harper Lee.
- There’s no middle class in the wards, eight years of working just for
- room and board turned our destiny toward a better salary so that we
- could be free. Now when you look at it, you’ll see that you can never
- be free unless you give up all you got,
- See there’s nothing wrong with responsibility, it may weigh you down,
- but like Sol said it’s either that or a club to your back. On second hand
- ,make that a gat!
- Wasted years go by every day. Some may say that time had no
- meaning anyway. I have this to say: There’s things in this world that
- are worse than death, the chains come close and you can’t catch your
- breath.
- Livin’ a lie of a life, no such thing as a dream, no opportunity for you
- to make your cream.
- Then you got the higher ups sayin’ there's no worth in your bloodstream.
- You got welfare for generations, it’s anything but fair.
- All that sacrifice, very little reward, stuck in the same spot never moving
- forward
- You’re seeing women walk the streets relying on a man they never
- gonna meet. The sights of an empty world send shivers down your
- spine, and they fuck with your mind.
- You look around town, poverty in a bodily form, stretching as far as the
- eye can see.
- Leading to the birth of you and me.
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