Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Free Big Willie , by - Chuck D. Song from the album Autobiography Of Mistachuck, in the genre R&BRelease date: 31.12.1995
Record label: The Island Def Jam
Song language: English
Free Big Willie |
| No mistake |
| not just some whacko from Waco |
| crazy ill plead insanity |
| just to save humanity |
| be good like no johnny |
| never like no Guliani |
| cause they never could stop me not their imaginary Rocky |
| get me then acquit me attack me what a shock to Pataki |
| here here watch a brother |
| duck the chair |
| I fear only the one |
| upstairs who got no |
| I’m not part of the click |
| it’s whatcha see is Whatcha get |
| my realities personal |
| many times rhymes forget |
| some ain’t heavy like others |
| but they still lie my brothers |
| disgusted at the |
| other folk laughin at us wit the ashes to the ashes |
| the bluntz to the bluntz |
| a chip off the ol block I shock |
| and get the word in maybe that’s why a brother like me shoulders the burden |
| I smells between the white sheets |
| a hell of a beast |
| in the black lurkin |
| don’t front step to the circle |
| spending more time in the air than |
| a flight attendant |
| the rhyme got winded on the way up on what I thought was a lay up these two cent criticizers don’t |
| realize we all under a microscope |
| of a nation of other folk |
| so all this nigga callin is we fallin |
| attitude have we forgotten |
| entertaining is todays way of pickin cotton |
| so that the younger bees and gees |
| think all we can bees is a big dreamer |
| in order to get a Benze or a beemer |
| some stuck in that 96 |
| Lexus per minute shit |
| it’s that same 'ol story that bores me ignores me my metaphors be over |
| that head of even heads |
| to some I’m prophetic |
| to the rest I’m pathetic |
| led a movement of mentals |
| against the fesd and point spread |
| on beats madd noize and |
| funky instrumentals |
| there once was a time |
| we fought the power with a rhyme |
| now the attitude goin round |
| no use tryin |
| got more hits than Pete Rose |
| had for the Reds |
| now they be on anything Deion |
| intercepts |
| except I’m in a zone now gettin wreck |
| I get around |
| can I get down like Craig Mack |
| how can I get down |
| back like sock 'em robots who |
| forget it was him |
| who parlayed |
| the styles of KRS &Rakim |
| and brought it to a different level |
| against the so called devil |
| who had the nerve to throw a bell curve |
| and test me, arrest me lemme go let it grow no |
| I’ve been thru the afro |
| it’s been a long time so my childhoods |
| retro |
| unlike today |
| as we be watchin us pay |
| the price that bugs me know’n that God |
| don’t like ugly |
| got a free pair of lugz |
| to run quicker from the slugz |
| but slipped from the madd dirt |
| that was swept under the rug |
| a lil’down, but not out |
| not what you thought it was |
| peace no beefs, I getz love |