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[El
skill isn't measured on an income,
It's about the of wisdom.
is dependent on what you had to sacrifice,
It's funny, my mother barely read or write.
she gave me life
It took years for me to wake up
Most of my still lack leadership
You can lead to knowledge
But you make them read from it, so
We for freedom, using hip hop as our voice for revolution
But the government keeps Che Guevara's hands in a 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 know what I
God you die twice
When you believe you receive eternal

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

Look, I am the reincarnation of Biko
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 deliver in a way
I'm battling the devil my pages
the only way he hears what I say
I still 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 than the chains we were given
Deeper than Nostrodomus visions were polluted by the
Paralyzed in the system, so
I use my pen to give free wisdom,
I hope you

Soul]

I've been fighting since the day that I was
I've been writing since the day I was warned of this world
Since the day I felt it dorm with my soul
Ive been out here fighting in the war with my
Breaking barriers or different
Did it by myself no or manager
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 brothers doing years, 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 asking me for happy
But, how can I make happy when the world sad as fuck
Had enough of living in a that seemed mad as fuck
Writing for my freedom, no tucks

Soul]

I feel it when I
I feel it I speek
The reason we
The that we see
The path that we
The reason we be
to be free, for everyone, you and me
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