OShea Woodhouse - Free From Houston

Singing freedom in my songs
Ima put me on
And I'm from the H
So you know what time I'm on
This that riding music
In the H
Windows down
Hot as hell
But we vibing
Feeling good
Put my soul over soul beats hit play
Speak life in the streets this the new way
From the block to the top never sold yay
I'm a black Jeen Yus not a new slave
We free free we with the word play
The game need me and my mixtapes
From the bottom so the top is the only way
From the bottom so the top is the only way
Summertime in the h
We free number one
Was just a skee taste
Consistency is key
Now we keeping the pace
Gave you the a side
Now we bringing the bass
We free the marathon
It was never a race
Painting pictures with the message
For whoever relate
Different layers for your pallet
Get you plate
You feel me what I'm saying
Come get some
I do it for the kid looking for information
Never into fitting in
Outspoken conversation
Knew the system he was in
Favored rich and caucasian
He won't let it hold him back
Knew he was destined for greatness
I do I do it for the kid
Who just tryna make it
She said she want to be an artist
But her school never made it
Seem possible to make a living
Off of being creative
She wanna be like Maya Angelou
Wit Kanye money
Wanna design Kimora Lee but Chapelle funny
I got a different agenda
My people need inspiration
And information is slender
My people been preaching patience
But action make you remember
I know the music is bigger
The ones that scared of political
Come to us for they dinner
They even named it the White House
Basically no niggas
Put my soul over soul beats hit play
Speak life in the streets this the new way
From the block to the top never sold yay
I'm a black Jeen Yus not a new slave
We free free we with the word play
The game need me and my mixtapes
From the bottom so the top is the only way
From the bottom so the top is the only way
So what you think that mean for us
I gotta make sure that we stronger
We got to go twice as harder
There ain't no sympathy
They tell us slavery been over
Nigga get yo green
You either get out of your feelings
Or it's poverty
So when we learn the system
Starting business with minorities
Why they call us minorities
Really we the majority
Brainwashing as children
We grow up and act accordingly
I got my head on a swivel
That mean it's up when I dribble
I took all of the classes
Just for hopes of the middle
Studied all of the riddles
From the school system
You gotta play the cards given
But it's more division
You know the hood and the burbs so strategic
They put the best schools where money breeding
So my people need a message
Ima feed em
Ima meet em where they at
Singing freedom

Written by:
OShea Woodhouse

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