| What if I used to be a president in a past life?
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| With a match and a pipe
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| And a top hat in the back of ride
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| In a chariot, chasin' Harriet through the night
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| I barely get sleep, my karma owe me much drama
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| Men are sheep, I sold three last summer
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| A black back ain’t exact until it got stripes
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| Beat that boy 'til he collapse
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| Tease that boy, make him fight his brother
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| Make him hate his mama, make him blame his father, you
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| Follow the rules and they always gon' do what they do
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| Never revolt, never rebel, Willie Lynch taught us just how to sell
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| White lies to these black lives, and if you train 'em, then they act right
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| But whatever you do
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| Free like my energy (Don't ask why)
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| Free like my enemies
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| Free like the soul of my homies
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| Free like a sinner, yes, I’m free
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| Yes, I’m free
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| I am free like my paradigm
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| Shifting my state of mind
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| Listen to my creator
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| Make sure that I stay aligned
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| Yes, I’m free
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| ¿Quiúbole, carnal'? |
| (My brother)
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| Me pueden poner en cadenas (They can put me in chains)
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| Me pueden encarcelar (They can lock me up)
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| Pero no me pueden atrapar la mente (But they can’t trap my mind)
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| Lamentablemente han tratado de hacer esclavos de mi gente (They tried to make
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| slaves of my people)
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| Pero del corazón hay un fuente (But from our heart runs a fountain)
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| Corriente (Flowing)
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| Siguiente (Continuing)
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| Sí se puede (Yes, I can)
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| Si Dios quiere (God willing)
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| Vamos
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| What if I was to leave some evidence?
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| Like a crack pipe or the shell of a nine
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| Milli' or a philly with plenty of my saliva
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| 'Cause I hit the blunt one too many times
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| Blood, we can hit 'em up
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| They got four, five racks in the safe
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| And they don’t come back 'til it’s late
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| Plus I got another three in the mattress by the atlas
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| Put us on the map with the cake, yeah
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| At least that’s what we thought
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| No, not me, nigga, we get caught? |
| Yeah right
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| Then peeking out the window, a nigga see them red and blue lights, oh shit
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| Bro, we gotta go, nigga, no shit
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| Hit the back road, clear the whole fence
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| But in the process
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| A nigga dropped the whole four-fifth
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| And they circled the block
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| Free like my energy (I got caught)
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| Free like my enemies
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| Free like the soul of my homies
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| Free like a sinner, yes, I’m free (Plus that canine tore out half my calf)
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| Yes, I’m free (I don’t know how to do this time, I guess I better ask my dad,
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| so pass my past)
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| I am free like my paradigm
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| Shifting my state of mind
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| Listen to my creator
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| Make sure that I stay aligned
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| Yes, I’m free
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| Ayy
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| What if I was to need some medicine for my lymph nodes?
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| I’m a pimp with these hoes
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| My bitch gave me kiss and my neck was swole
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| I was in the studio next to Smoke
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| And the big homie BJ said, «Boy, get that checked out»
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| Guillotine flow, don’t stick your neck out
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| Nigga, I’m chis', I spit that best out
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| But I ain’t tryna be stretched out
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| So I went up to Kaiser, my surprise was the diagnosis
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| What? |
| Cancer? |
| I’m twenty-two plus when I spit, I’m dope as shit
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| I went through that chemo and radiation
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| Stem cell transplant, the patients
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| Next to me in they eighties
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| I’m just a baby
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| Free like my energy (But now I’m free)
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| Free like my enemies
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| Free like the soul of my homies
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| Free like a sinner, yes, I’m free
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| Yes, I’m free
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| I am free like my paradigm
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| Shifting my state of mind
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| Listen to my creator
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| Make sure that I stay aligned
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| Yes, I’m free
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| God is so good, so good, so good
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| God is so good, so good to me
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| God is so good, so good, so good
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| God is so good, He’s so good to me |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Free , by - D Smoke. Song from the album Black Habits, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп