Bunz - Free Again (feat. Darka)

Yo...
You already know what it is
It's the brudda Griz
G.R.I.Z
The finest
Wait till me and my brudda Bunz are free again
It's gonna be mad
The teams long the teams strong
Shout out my brudda Darka man
I'm trying to tell you
That we can be free again
We can be free again
We can be free again
I'm trying to tell you
That we can be free again
We can be free again
We can be free again
I'm going out my way
Don't doubt my way cause I'm bout my pay
I swear it's ok yo
Move Pure, do I have to break it down like yayo
I wasn't born with a halo
No games, frisbee that shit never say no
I never let a day go...
By we can buy what you want just say so
This is how we made our way
Getting paid our way yeah we trade our way
Options are weighed our way
Yeah, we prayed our way
Don't raid our way
Got me flying down the M way
Escaping, you know dem way
Kick back just me and my Sensi
No moves just groove's as the gems play
They wanna hate on me again
I guess their fates on me again
And the weights on me again
I'm asking why me again
Put the peddle to the metal and I flee again
I'm a rebel never settle for the p again
I need treble, don't tremble when I'm free again
I'm on a level no devil ask D again
I'm trying to tell you
That we can be free again
That we can be free again
And we can be we again
I'm trying to tell you
We can be free again
That we can be free again
And we can be we again
Freedoms a mind state
On a prison planet just tryna keep my mind straight
Understand the past, there's something you didn't grasp
You know there's a reason for the treason every season
Post-traumatic syndrome put a burner to a kids' dome?
Brothers going to jail have been in jail since they've been home
Mentally disarmed drugs and arms are just limbs now
Never had a hand-out blend in to stand out
All of this is planned out
Damned if you do, and damned when you're scammed out
Work you to death and the cemeteries are rammed out
When shit goes left tend to keep my camera panned out
From a different cloth and they didn't leave strand out
I'm pushing my brand out
Plugging my boys in
Let's get some toys in
Show the next-gen that the lifestyle is poison
From boys to men it's the end of the road..
They wanna hate on me again
It's what my ancestors are owed
And the weights on me again
That's the wrong crack for the code
Show a rebel that he's special and I flee again
Fuck a medal I'm a vessel for a G again
I make treble don't tremble when I'm free again
I'm on a level no devil ask B again
You haven't seen nothing yet
You feel me
Eagles fly through birds
All jail no bail
Freedom is a must

Written by:
Bunz IsHome

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