Thursday, November 25, 2010

Aching to be free

I play the role of a revolutionary
this desicion to me not at all scary
don't know if i'll ever meet my halle berry
in it for life son, not temporary
imma be in it till i'm dead and buried
and even in my death the movement i will carry
scaring the system from the cemetary
man i do me like i'm aching to be free
far from a saint, muthafucka keep it gee
gutter like the streets, murdering the beats
my comrades would agree, that my swag got stee
tapping into networks like i was facebook
moving mad masses we got the whole state shookthis the kinda history not found in your school books
took the masters tools now we making all the beef cook
slowly stirring stew, politicians take a close look
whose really the pawn and who's really the rook
on a mission to get back all the shit that they took
and best believe my boy that we chargin interest
pocket checkin bishops and kings, maken'em undress
and it would be in your best interest
not to mess with the people suffering from economic distress
find me a cop press his face against a wall
steady solving problems no matter big or small
united we conquer, divided we shall fall
solidairty my gee, that's how we'll take it all
aint no provacotour gonna make me stall
shout out to my people that be out liberating
you know you doing good if the enemy be hating
the hood thanks them who put in work not just parading
the hood gone murk them who be degrading
yes i stay high, my conscoius elevating
deep in enemy lines and we keep penetrading
we gone win this war in that there's no debating
so it'sin the afterlife that my soul is celebrating

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