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[El Lyrical skill isn't on an income, It's the amount of wisdom. Success is dependent on you had to sacrifice, funny, my mother could barely read or write. After she me life It took seventeen for me to wake up Most of my brothers still leadership You can lead to knowledge But you can't make them read it, so We write for freedom, hip hop as our voice for revolution But the keeps Che Guevara's hands in a glass jar My head in a glass case or locked up behind You can take my life but you won't my freedom Pull the trigger, do you know what I Without God you die When you believe you receive eternal
[Renee You can put me in but you take my freedom My is a state 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 that I write is for myself, This is for my If I could, I'd make all the money equal Reparations, By any means necessary 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 devil through my It's the way he hears what I say I carry my slave name I hold it sacred Cus it makes me living proof of how my people it Never for famous, I deserve my recognition Certain man free when they stuck in prison It's deeper the chains we were given Deeper than Nostrodomus visions were by the Isms Paralyzed in the system, so I use my pen to give free wisdom, I hope you
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I've been fighting the day that I was born I've been writing since the day I was warned of cold world Since the day I 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 label or decision, We the truth, can you handle us? Had of distributing food on a baggin up up, writing for the freedom, time to bat them up this is for my doing years, aint adding up got to a tear, for those who lost too and rally up the all the people in the battle for the man people in the industry, keep me for happy stuff But, how can I make happy music when the world sad as Had enough of living in a that seemed mad as fuck Writing for my freedom, no tucks
[Renee
I it when I write I feel it I speek The we alive The reasons we see The that we chose The reason we be to be free, for everyone, you and me Writers...