Luyện nghe bài hát Free Bo

I'm x10
I'm Free!
Free!
Free!

(Hook)
You can take my ways, shackle and me
Back straight, tall, child of God I'm (Free!)
in my face, hold me down
I keep my feet firm to the ground I'm (Free!)

(Verse 1)
Ya A&R's the house nigga, the label is the
Now that advance for your emancipation
You seeds in the field, picked cotton for real
I pop glocks like Beat street with an option to
They take the strongest of slaves to compete in a track
For the king of the city, sing songs of back
Choruses of tales and black heat
Only to trade niggas like professional
They'll take that
that publishing
Pack that black ass, you to London
Buy a way to France, Germany,
A real rogue from underground Harriet Tubman
While y'all struggling, we smuggle MCs through the streets
They'll be bubblin' on mixed CDs,
Klan seen me on the and said, "Freeze!"
I said, "Fuck you! I'm a man, I'm Free!"

(Hook)

Ok...

(Verse 2)
I give birth to in churches with no confession
So pardon my postpartum depression
MCs can spit it in C-sections
For immature to get it with each lesson
Three Fifth's of a man ask with no plans,
"How you discussin' publishing figures a? Man.?"
got digital codes on the music for them to scan
So even when you sample a you payin' the clan
Now Google Pharoahe Monch, "trescadecaphobia" (triskaidekaphobia")
explain while these 'City Banks' 'watch over ya/Wachovia'
I peeped the in my sleep
To be honest man, we never had a 'Mutual' relationship with (Why?)
Cause i believe they put the in the latex
Condoms that they us, call it "Safe Sex"
When i spit, they not only it just a glitch in the Matrix
But an errorless, terror threat that they even face yet

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