VIC MENSA and Zacari - FR33DOM

Dark has no existence
Without light, without light
Day has no existence
Without night, without night
And death has no existence
Without life, without life
And I have no existence
Without love, without love

This ain't non-violence
This is that prison break, this is San Quentin, state troopers and looters and sirens
I could die any day, I got affiliates, I am not new to this drama
Deep-rooted in karma, no Buddha my foolies turn you to exotic
We do not speak Urdu, we Zulu, Bambatta
We shoot at the pigs, Hakuna Matata
Bust your head like you a pinata (bitch)
Let it blow like Hugh Masakela
You haters be all on my dick like urologist
This, this ain't no, this ain't no, this ain't no
This ain't no ho shit
This is that Weatherman Underground, capital burnin' down
This is explosive
Fuck is they talking 'bout? We got the power now
This world is ours now
We got ambition and focus
Banana clips and gorillas and soldiers
This for the vultures that pillage the culture
And you know this, man

We ain't scared of hoelice
We ain't scared of hoelice
We ain't scared of hoelice
We ain't scared of hoelice (woo)

This ain't no kumbaya
This is that coup d'etat
This ain't no woosah
This shit, this shit is stupid hard
This is that do or die
This is that voodoo, that bruja, Toussaint Louverture
Going federal, like I sold Fentanyl, dope in the vein
That product, that yay
The city behind me, Ali Bomaye
This is that, this is that, this is that by any means
This is that hunger that rumble the stomach of fiends
This is the theme of the thieves
This is the reason we bleed, this poverty a disease
This why we got Ninas and beams
Red dot on your head, like a Sikh
Or maybe a Hindu, don't mean to offend you
It made me an atheist, you won't believe what I been through
This time of unrest ain't no need to be civil
This kind of pain feel like a demon is in you
This is the evil they give to the people
It come back around it's the Wheel of Ezekiel
This militant realism made me these millions
Savemoney army, we ain't no civilians
I'm in the gauntlet, I'm Marcus Aurelius 'til we get free
Yeah

(You have one minute left)
Alright I love y'all, man everybody
Troy, I love you like a sister though
(Thank you for using Securus, goodbye)

All that I want
Spread my wings and soar
Like an eagle
That to me is freedom, freedom, freedom
I can feel
Freedom, yeah it's freedom, like an eagle
Like an eagle

All I ever wanted was to be around
I never wanted money when it's down
I never wanted, burnin' me around
So, I ever wanted was to be around
Freedom, freedom, freedom, like an eagle
Freedom, freedom, like an eagle, like an eagle

Mm
If I was too late (quick)
If I was too late (quick)
If I was too late (quick)
Got me, mm
If I was too late (quick)
If I was too late (quick)
If I was too late (quick)

Written by:
Victor Mensah, Zacari Pacaldo

Publisher:
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