Lyrics Gave Me My Freedom - Funky DL

Gave Me My Freedom

VERSE ONE
Yo', Hip-Hop gave me my freedom, like Martin Luther dreaming,
a baby’s born and screaming, taking the first breath he breathing,
just like a prisoner leaving incarceration, that feeling,
shattering glass ceilings, unraveling mad meanings,
everyone has demons that’s why we be blaspheming,
smoking and drinking, but never attend the mass meetings,
unless it’s someone getting shot or taking ass beatings,
from perpetrators who when asked, they never had reasons,
spoke to a young buck who told me that the world’s fucked,
a sneaker-wearing, weed-smelling Roach who picking girls up,
Brother Malcolm died for black and this is how you ride for him?
OK I’m gonna take you back to where the fucking rhyme begin,
Hip-Hop gave me my freedom, so see this blood that I’m bleeding?
I bleed it cos I feel the pain of something I believe in,
you don’t have to believe it, I don’t need your confirmation,
and these bogus opinions will never break my concentration,
Hip-Hop gave me my freedom, simply from lifting the needle,
feeling like I’m participating in something illegal,
gave me a voice that could reverberate among the people,
instead of talking trash on records with a rhyme that’s lethal,
Hip-Hop gave me my freedom, resuscitated my breathing,
that’s why I stuck with it so long, could never see me leaving,
from 1995 when I was only seventeen,
and young and naive in what it meant to be a human being, word!
VERSE TWO
Yo', Jesus gave me my freedom, carrying a cross and bleeding,
and all the stuntin' in the world won’t change these words I’m reading,
society’s a demon, strangling citizens screaming,
and everywhere you look it’s hard to find someone that’s decent,
so when you wake up in the morning with that fucked up feeling,
know that there is a reason why you seeing this depletion,
I am in full agreement everybody needs some treatment,
internally should be the focus of our achievements,
not the external bullshit that they constantly will feed us,
all the statistics and the numbers they use to mislead us,
to make some money so that they can quickly up and leave us,
and have us paying for their lifestyle, foolish believers,
they already deceived us and took us to the cleaners,
but we still falling for it like we some distracted dreamers,
chasing a fairy-tale that’s authored by these Snake Hyenas,
and when we feel a grievance we become like Ballerinas,
Jesus gave me my freedom, lost from the Garden of Eden,
and since that time, the life of man has had a different meaning,
so I’m just saying to be careful when a Serpent’s speaking,
autonomy is something you won’t have when you a weakling,
Jesus gave me my freedom, this is why you hear me teaching,
we act like freedom is reserved for only just the weekend,
so when you listen, I can only hope that it’s intriguing,
enough to make you live a life where you are never sleeping.