Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Free, artist - D Smoke. Album song Black Habits, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 04.02.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, WoodWorks
Song language: English
Free |
What if I used to be a president in a past life? |
With a match and a pipe |
And a top hat in the back of ride |
In a chariot, chasin' Harriet through the night |
I barely get sleep, my karma owe me much drama |
Men are sheep, I sold three last summer |
A black back ain’t exact until it got stripes |
Beat that boy 'til he collapse |
Tease that boy, make him fight his brother |
Make him hate his mama, make him blame his father, you |
Follow the rules and they always gon' do what they do |
Never revolt, never rebel, Willie Lynch taught us just how to sell |
White lies to these black lives, and if you train 'em, then they act right |
But whatever you do |
Free like my energy (Don't ask why) |
Free like my enemies |
Free like the soul of my homies |
Free like a sinner, yes, I’m free |
Yes, I’m free |
I am free like my paradigm |
Shifting my state of mind |
Listen to my creator |
Make sure that I stay aligned |
Yes, I’m free |
¿Quiúbole, carnal'? |
(My brother) |
Me pueden poner en cadenas (They can put me in chains) |
Me pueden encarcelar (They can lock me up) |
Pero no me pueden atrapar la mente (But they can’t trap my mind) |
Lamentablemente han tratado de hacer esclavos de mi gente (They tried to make |
slaves of my people) |
Pero del corazón hay un fuente (But from our heart runs a fountain) |
Corriente (Flowing) |
Siguiente (Continuing) |
Sí se puede (Yes, I can) |
Si Dios quiere (God willing) |
Vamos |
What if I was to leave some evidence? |
Like a crack pipe or the shell of a nine |
Milli' or a philly with plenty of my saliva |
'Cause I hit the blunt one too many times |
Blood, we can hit 'em up |
They got four, five racks in the safe |
And they don’t come back 'til it’s late |
Plus I got another three in the mattress by the atlas |
Put us on the map with the cake, yeah |
At least that’s what we thought |
No, not me, nigga, we get caught? |
Yeah right |
Then peeking out the window, a nigga see them red and blue lights, oh shit |
Bro, we gotta go, nigga, no shit |
Hit the back road, clear the whole fence |
But in the process |
A nigga dropped the whole four-fifth |
And they circled the block |
Free like my energy (I got caught) |
Free like my enemies |
Free like the soul of my homies |
Free like a sinner, yes, I’m free (Plus that canine tore out half my calf) |
Yes, I’m free (I don’t know how to do this time, I guess I better ask my dad, |
so pass my past) |
I am free like my paradigm |
Shifting my state of mind |
Listen to my creator |
Make sure that I stay aligned |
Yes, I’m free |
Ayy |
What if I was to need some medicine for my lymph nodes? |
I’m a pimp with these hoes |
My bitch gave me kiss and my neck was swole |
I was in the studio next to Smoke |
And the big homie BJ said, «Boy, get that checked out» |
Guillotine flow, don’t stick your neck out |
Nigga, I’m chis', I spit that best out |
But I ain’t tryna be stretched out |
So I went up to Kaiser, my surprise was the diagnosis |
What? |
Cancer? |
I’m twenty-two plus when I spit, I’m dope as shit |
I went through that chemo and radiation |
Stem cell transplant, the patients |
Next to me in they eighties |
I’m just a baby |
Free like my energy (But now I’m free) |
Free like my enemies |
Free like the soul of my homies |
Free like a sinner, yes, I’m free |
Yes, I’m free |
I am free like my paradigm |
Shifting my state of mind |
Listen to my creator |
Make sure that I stay aligned |
Yes, I’m free |
God is so good, so good, so good |
God is so good, so good to me |
God is so good, so good, so good |
God is so good, He’s so good to me |