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[El
Lyrical isn't measured on an income,
about the amount of wisdom.
Success is dependent on you had to sacrifice,
It's funny, my mother barely read or write.
After she gave me
It took seventeen years for me to 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, using hip hop as our for revolution
But the government keeps Che Guevara's in a glass jar
My head in a glass case or locked up behind
You can my life but you won't touch my freedom
Pull the trigger, do you know what I
Without God you die
When you believe you receive eternal

Soul]
You can put me in
but you take my freedom
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 take my
Cus my freedom is a state of my
You can me but I'm writing free

Look, I am the reincarnation of Steve
that I write is for myself,
This is for my
If I could, I'd make all the money shared
Reparations, By any necessary isn't just a phrase
This is how I'm day to day
See I studied how the pray
So I deliver in a way
I'm battling the devil my pages
It's the only way he what I say
I carry my slave name I hold it sacred
Cus it makes me living of how my people made it
reach for famous, I deserve my recognition
Certain man become when they stuck in prison
It's deeper than the we were given
Deeper than Nostrodomus visions were by the Isms
in the devils system, so
I use my pen to give free wisdom,
I you listen

Soul]

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

[Renee

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