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[El
Lyrical isn't measured on an income,
It's about the of wisdom.
Success is on what you had to sacrifice,
It's funny, my mother could barely or write.
she gave me life
It took seventeen for me to wake up
Most of my brothers lack leadership
You can sheep to knowledge
But you can't them read from it, so
We write for freedom, hip hop as our voice for revolution
But the government keeps Che hands in a glass jar
My head in a case or locked up behind bars
You can take my life but you touch my freedom
Pull the trigger, do you what I become?
Without God you die
When you you receive eternal life

Soul]
You can put me in
but you can't take my
My freedom is a of my mind
Put my body in a cage, release me free,
You can put me in a
But you can't my freedom
Cus my is a state of my mind
You can chase me but I'm writing

Look, I am the reincarnation of Steve
Nothing I write is for myself,
is for my people
If I could, I'd make all the money equal
Reparations, By any means isn't just a phrase
is how I'm living day to day
See I studied how the angels
So I in a similar way
I'm battling the through my pages
It's the way he hears what I say
I still carry my slave I hold it sacred
Cus it makes me living proof of how my people it
reach for famous, I deserve my recognition
Certain man become free they stuck in prison
It's deeper the chains we were given
Deeper than visions were polluted by the Isms
in the devils system, so
I always use my pen to free wisdom,
I hope you

Soul]

I've been fighting since the day that I was
I've writing since the day I was warned of this cold world
Since the day I felt it dorm my soul dwell
Ive been out here in the war with my loneself
barriers or different calibers
Did it by myself no label or
Unanimous decision, We the truth, can you us?
Had of distributing food on a baggin up
manning up, writing for the freedom, to bat them up
this is for my doing years, aint adding up
got to shed a tear, for who lost too
and rally up the
all the people in the for the man above
people in the industry, keep asking me for happy
But, how can I make happy when the world sad as fuck
Had enough of living in a world that mad as fuck
for my freedom, no scaly tucks

[Renee

I feel it I write
I feel it I speek
The we alive
The reasons we see
The path we chose
The reason we be
to be free, for everyone, you and me
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