You Should Free Me
Say that I'm different
But I don't wanna listen
'Cause I'm a little busy
Cocking back the fucking pistol
Trying to solve my every issue
No, I don't wanna diss you
But you keep bringing tissue
Like I'm the one to blame
For the mother fucking whistles
Of pain
Everyday I hit the streets
And sling
Selling weed
Cocaine
Enemies
Insane
Where I'm going
My brain
No longer takes it
This place
Drives me crazy
This way
Follow me to the motherfucking depths of hell
Where no one prevails
And the lonely dwells
And the misery sells
Counting shells
'Cause some bitch
Put a spell on me
For the blasphemy
Demons after me
A disaster, see
Come and rescue me
Is what I'm yelling everyday
But nobody gives a fuck
So excuse me while I load this gun
'Cause I'm stuck
And I ran outta luck
You said that I lost myself
But I'm still me
You said that I'm fake as fuck
That's the real me
Looking at me through your eyes
But you don't see me
Maybe you should free me
You should free me
You said that I lost myself
But I'm still me
You said that I'm fake as fuck
That's the real me
Looking at me through your eyes
But you don't see me
Maybe you should free me
You should free me
Chosen for explosion
Can't cheat my destiny
Yashua or Muhammad
This is the life for me
Maybe it's the devil
He's made me into a rebel
It's causing so much trouble
I can't escape the sorrow
All them judging eyes
Don't help the situation
I'm left in contemplation
Regret all the temptation
Don't just criticize
Come bring me back to life
I'm left with this device
It's called the .45
Chosen for explosion
I'm losing my composure
What gives these pigs the notion
Maybe it's the commotion
Yes, I'm on a mission
To duck incarceration
While facing competition
Don't test me 'cause I'm vicious
Chosen for explosion
Can't cheat my destiny
Cock the .45
Let's see who's last to breathe
Not the same as before
Yes, in deed
But if you ain't here to save
Then please, hop the fuck outta way
You said that I lost myself
But I'm still me
You said that I'm fake as fuck
That's the real me
Looking at me through your eyes
But you don't see me
Maybe you should free me
You should free me
You said that I lost myself
But I'm still me
You said that I'm fake as fuck
That's the real me
Looking at me through your eyes
But you don't see me
Maybe you should free me
You should free me
But I don't wanna listen
'Cause I'm a little busy
Cocking back the fucking pistol
Trying to solve my every issue
No, I don't wanna diss you
But you keep bringing tissue
Like I'm the one to blame
For the mother fucking whistles
Of pain
Everyday I hit the streets
And sling
Selling weed
Cocaine
Enemies
Insane
Where I'm going
My brain
No longer takes it
This place
Drives me crazy
This way
Follow me to the motherfucking depths of hell
Where no one prevails
And the lonely dwells
And the misery sells
Counting shells
'Cause some bitch
Put a spell on me
For the blasphemy
Demons after me
A disaster, see
Come and rescue me
Is what I'm yelling everyday
But nobody gives a fuck
So excuse me while I load this gun
'Cause I'm stuck
And I ran outta luck
You said that I lost myself
But I'm still me
You said that I'm fake as fuck
That's the real me
Looking at me through your eyes
But you don't see me
Maybe you should free me
You should free me
You said that I lost myself
But I'm still me
You said that I'm fake as fuck
That's the real me
Looking at me through your eyes
But you don't see me
Maybe you should free me
You should free me
Chosen for explosion
Can't cheat my destiny
Yashua or Muhammad
This is the life for me
Maybe it's the devil
He's made me into a rebel
It's causing so much trouble
I can't escape the sorrow
All them judging eyes
Don't help the situation
I'm left in contemplation
Regret all the temptation
Don't just criticize
Come bring me back to life
I'm left with this device
It's called the .45
Chosen for explosion
I'm losing my composure
What gives these pigs the notion
Maybe it's the commotion
Yes, I'm on a mission
To duck incarceration
While facing competition
Don't test me 'cause I'm vicious
Chosen for explosion
Can't cheat my destiny
Cock the .45
Let's see who's last to breathe
Not the same as before
Yes, in deed
But if you ain't here to save
Then please, hop the fuck outta way
You said that I lost myself
But I'm still me
You said that I'm fake as fuck
That's the real me
Looking at me through your eyes
But you don't see me
Maybe you should free me
You should free me
You said that I lost myself
But I'm still me
You said that I'm fake as fuck
That's the real me
Looking at me through your eyes
But you don't see me
Maybe you should free me
You should free me
Credits
Writer(s): Ricardo Sepulveda
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