| Without a name, ohhh, what a shame
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| But now here we are …
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| Yeah, this how it started, the beginning it was me alone
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| It’s '09, I look around, it’s me alone
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| Huh, no «Love Jones», No Nia Long
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| And my kids still askin «are we there yet?
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| Did we make it to the top dad?»
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| «My bad
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| We just made it to the middle, gettin paid a little
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| So you know what that means, y’all could play a little
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| But I still gotta work a lot, close the locks»
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| Niggas see me on the tube, they think I’m worth a lot
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| And if they try to take y’all, I’m gonna murk the block
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| Pull out and squirt the block, hurt the block
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| I don’t care if I alert the cops, call the S.W.A.T
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| When I blast, bodies drop like Pilates class
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| Throw on the mask, then I palm the Glock
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| If y’all niggas try to hide, I’m a find ya ass
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| (Freeway)
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| We are people, who’ve been tried through time
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| Rejected by society (I'm tempted)
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| Left to wander deaf, dumb and blind (know what I mean)
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| We know the depth of darkness, ignorance’s shame
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| (How I’m supposed to react?)
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| A people lost without a name (uh huh)
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| Without a name, ohh, what a shame
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| But now here we are …
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| Here we are, face to face, we didn’t grow with no silver spoons
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| Hopin to find, a strip we can grind on
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| A connect we can rely on, my God
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| Philly Freezer used to hustle on the block
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| Listenin to songs on the tape deck before the iPod
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| Yeah, some niggas used to grind hard
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| While other niggas used to take checks
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| Niggas that grind had it out with the cops
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| Niggas that took checks, faced a quick death
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| They was shootin out 'til not a clip left
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| Wind up goin out in a box
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| And I wind up rollin out in a box Porsche
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| 'Lo sport from the shorts to the socks to the shirt
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| Yeah, I’m gonna make this rap thing work, watch
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| (Freeway)
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| We are people (that's right), who’ve been tried through time
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| (Trials and tribulations)
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| Rejected by society
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| Left to wander deaf, dumb and blind (just wakin up)
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| We know the depth of darkness
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| (Goin through your normal day is a trial)
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| Ignorance’s shame (it's all a test)
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| A people lost (from God) without a name (you gotta find yourself)
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| Without a name, ohh, what a shame (that's right)
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| But now here we are … |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Free People , by - Freeway. Song from the album The Stimulus Package, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп