Freedom (feat. Tone Jonez)
Yea
Yea
Un
I just wanna be free
I just wanna be free
Free
I just wanna be free
Listen
Imagine your history being rewrote
To cover up the fact
Your ancestors hung from ropes
We was slaves
But we was natives to this land too
200 years and these crackers acting brand new
The whole time they done benefited
Generational wealth they done been did it
They didn't consider us equal to the fucking sixties
That wasn't long ago my negus pay attention
They didn't want us in in they neighborhoods
So they built project housing
This was understood
The first wave of experiment was heroine
Then a couple std's shit was dead wrong
We was strong but we couldn't fight that
Take the father out the out house
They can't fight back
Deny them jobs lock them up something like that
And then the 80's came with crack
Wasn't no turning back
I wanna be free
I just wanna be free
I just wanna be free
I just wanna have my freedom
Listen
Said it wasn't no turning back
A lot negus got rich off of flipping crack
Cocaine to the brain it was all of that
But now ya mommas on it
Know it ain't no coming back
Crack babies from the eighties
We didn't picture that
Gang banging through the nineties
Shit was wicked man
Then the internet came
It got twisted then
Time flies with the lies
Where do I began
They killed our leaders
We ain't equal this I comprehend
Obama came and we loved him
But ain't nothing change
They elected Donald Trump
To bring back up the pain
Seems like all my generation really want is fame
And on the real
Know that all I really want is change
We been Marching for some years
But know ain't nothing changed
I'm a get it how I live through the struggle man
Push it hard better know how to hustle man
Flex your muscle black man
You can rewrite the history
But you can't rewrite swag
If you a salty marinated in mayonnaise cracker
You probably gone feel some type of way
Me and mine is not and will not ever be your slave
My skin is made of gold
But my nappy hair
Shows the strength and unity from my ancestors
You really scared of the power of this blackness
I'm so American because you made me this way
And I built this mug
Know my roots stem from royalty
My spirit is from the motherland
Where we all originate
You don't control my soul
For generations we been trapped
Made to feel like white supremacy is superior
But your kids mimic everything thing I do
They want to be just like me
Fuck your apology
Charge the cops do your job
Do what you say this country is supposed to be about
The land of the free for all
It has not been free for black people
And we are tired
Don't talk to us about looting
Y'all are the looters
America has looted black people
I wanna be free
I just wanna be free
I just wanna be free
I just wanna have my freedom
I just want to be able to ride down the street man
Without worrying about having to be stop by the police man
Without worrying about having to lose my life
To the police or something else man
Because of the color of my skin
You know what I mean
Racism still alive and well man
Know what the hell you talking about shawty
I pray to god my kids don't have to deal with this
A we don't need no apology though
But we ain't gone act like it ain't never happened
Know That
Yea
Un
I just wanna be free
I just wanna be free
Free
I just wanna be free
Listen
Imagine your history being rewrote
To cover up the fact
Your ancestors hung from ropes
We was slaves
But we was natives to this land too
200 years and these crackers acting brand new
The whole time they done benefited
Generational wealth they done been did it
They didn't consider us equal to the fucking sixties
That wasn't long ago my negus pay attention
They didn't want us in in they neighborhoods
So they built project housing
This was understood
The first wave of experiment was heroine
Then a couple std's shit was dead wrong
We was strong but we couldn't fight that
Take the father out the out house
They can't fight back
Deny them jobs lock them up something like that
And then the 80's came with crack
Wasn't no turning back
I wanna be free
I just wanna be free
I just wanna be free
I just wanna have my freedom
Listen
Said it wasn't no turning back
A lot negus got rich off of flipping crack
Cocaine to the brain it was all of that
But now ya mommas on it
Know it ain't no coming back
Crack babies from the eighties
We didn't picture that
Gang banging through the nineties
Shit was wicked man
Then the internet came
It got twisted then
Time flies with the lies
Where do I began
They killed our leaders
We ain't equal this I comprehend
Obama came and we loved him
But ain't nothing change
They elected Donald Trump
To bring back up the pain
Seems like all my generation really want is fame
And on the real
Know that all I really want is change
We been Marching for some years
But know ain't nothing changed
I'm a get it how I live through the struggle man
Push it hard better know how to hustle man
Flex your muscle black man
You can rewrite the history
But you can't rewrite swag
If you a salty marinated in mayonnaise cracker
You probably gone feel some type of way
Me and mine is not and will not ever be your slave
My skin is made of gold
But my nappy hair
Shows the strength and unity from my ancestors
You really scared of the power of this blackness
I'm so American because you made me this way
And I built this mug
Know my roots stem from royalty
My spirit is from the motherland
Where we all originate
You don't control my soul
For generations we been trapped
Made to feel like white supremacy is superior
But your kids mimic everything thing I do
They want to be just like me
Fuck your apology
Charge the cops do your job
Do what you say this country is supposed to be about
The land of the free for all
It has not been free for black people
And we are tired
Don't talk to us about looting
Y'all are the looters
America has looted black people
I wanna be free
I just wanna be free
I just wanna be free
I just wanna have my freedom
I just want to be able to ride down the street man
Without worrying about having to be stop by the police man
Without worrying about having to lose my life
To the police or something else man
Because of the color of my skin
You know what I mean
Racism still alive and well man
Know what the hell you talking about shawty
I pray to god my kids don't have to deal with this
A we don't need no apology though
But we ain't gone act like it ain't never happened
Know That
Credits
Writer(s): Terrence Antonio Jones, Khalil Simon
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