Back In Rap (Remastered)

Yo
My origin began in Randall Mall beatboxing
I was up in the spot rocking it Whopping and Reeboking
That Olde E had my knees knocking
Til I realized that shit wasn't any good for me and stopped copping it
Back then rap wasn't about mills, it was about skills
Conveying a message expressing how we feel
But it would seem the game's taken a turn for the worse
These Emcees are no longer concerned with the worth in a verse
Well, there are still some cats that be rapping
But most of which aren't actually the ones going platinum really having it cracking
Now you may ask. How could that happen
Where you can take a no talent run-of-the-mill brat and turn them into the main attraction
It's because the truths not selling
We seem to be more focused on murderers, burglars, and stereotypical felons
But that's the picture they want to paint to keep us in restraints
Beware these devils sent to slay you in the guise of saints.

When do they want it? Now
And when they get it. Wow
There'll be no question as to whether or not I put it down
I'll put originality back in rap
Let's see what these weak-minded, sappy, crap rappers have to say after that
When they hear Free spit. Whoa
Their first reaction. Yo
There'll be no question as to whether or not I stole the show
I've decided I'm getting back in rap
Let's see what these misguided, mumble-mouth rappers have to say after that

I'd like to pose a question, although some might hate it
How the hell do we expect to make it if we're uneducated
Seem's we'd rather be overmedicated
But if we stay sedated
Then our minds are more susceptible to being manipulated
Don't let your life pass ya
These streets will fucking smash ya
And if the cops ain't trying to harass ya
They just might blast ya
So try and keep your cool and avoid all the foolish hoopla
Be aware of your surroundings and maintain your faith in Jah
I can see it clearly, nothing is as it appears to be
That's why the industry has a foreboding fear of Free
Style Lee, the epitome of lyrical tenacity
I'll be glad to answer any questions you might have for me
Like
What can I do to help
Where can we rest our heads
When will we learn that we must unify and break bread
The answer's right in front of our face
Stop vilifying one another in this godforsaken rat race

When do they want it? Now
And when they get it. Wow
There'll be no question as to whether or not I put it down
I'll put originality back in rap
Let's see what the weak-minded, sappy, crap rappers have to say after that
When they hear Free spit. Whoa
Their first reaction. Yo
There'll be no question as to whether or not I stole the show
I've decided I'm getting back in rap
Let's see what these misguided, mumble-mouth rappers have to say after that

So
Let's get down to the nitty-gritty
Our topic of discussion is flows and how many rappers can spit them with me
It's apparent there aren't many breathing
That can orchestrate let alone enunciate these patterns I'm conceiving
Rhyme is embedded in my DNA
Unlike these rudimentary, wannabe rappers you hear today
An Indigo with a Sigma flow
Free has his own style my brother and that's for damn sure
So
When the blind try to lead the blind they don't even realize that
They're wasting up all their time caught in some kind of mind a trap
But
I'm not going to deal with a little fool and their backchat
I'm a pilot
And my first assignment
Is flying your head-top
It feels fantastic when you know you've got your style mastered
And that's exactly why I've got these bastards flabbergasted
As prophesied I will rule the land
With my axe in my hand and my enemy's head in the other like Conan

When do they want it? Now
And when they get it. Wow
There'll be no question as to whether or not I put it down
I'll put originality back in rap
Let's see what the weak-minded, sappy, crap rappers have to say after that
When they hear Free spit. Whoa
Their first reaction. Yo
There'll be no question as to whether or not I stole the show
I've decided I'm getting back in rap
Let's see what these misguided, mumble-mouth rappers have to say after that