Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Freedom of Speech, artist - Immortal Technique. Album song Revolutionary Vol. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 04.10.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Viper
Song language: English
Freedom of Speech |
I got no strings to hold be down |
To make me fret or make me frown |
I had strings, but now I’m free |
I got no strings on me Step into the club smoothly with a L in my hand |
Bitches know that I’m a freak like the elephant man |
Intelligent plans |
Fuck a record deal, I want development land |
With my benevolent clan |
And that’s the reason that I only trust my fam |
40,000 records sold, 400 grand |
Fuck a middle man, I won’t pay anyone else |
I’ll bootleg it and sell it to the streets my self |
I’d rather be that than signed and stuck on a shelf |
And because of this executives try to diss me Racism frozen in time like Walt Disney |
And now they say they wanna get me signed to the majors |
If I switch up my politics and change my behavior |
Try to tell me what to rhyme about over the beat |
Bitch niggas that never spent a day in the street |
But I repeat that nobody can hold my reigns |
I put the truth on tracks nigga, simple and plain |
(Pinocchio) |
I got no strings, so I have fun |
I’m not tied up when we need one |
They’ve got strings but you can see |
There are no strings on me! |
I guess to America I’m a disaster |
A slave that was destined to own his masters |
Independent in every single sense of the word |
I say what I want, you fuckin little sensitive herb |
This is America, I thought we had freedom of speech |
But now you want try to control the way that I speak |
And O’Reilly you think that you a patriot? |
You ain’t nothing but a motherfuckin racist bitch |
Fulla hatred, pressin a button trying to inject me But I ain’t got no motherfuckin deal with Pepsi |
No corporate sponser telling me what to do Asking me to tone it down during the interview |
Tryin’to minimize the issue, but I’m keeping it large |
I love the place that I live, but I hate the people in charge |
Speakin is hard when you got strings attached |
So I’m a say it for you 'cause I ain’t got none o’that |
And if you didn’t understand what I spit at your brain |
Aiyyo son, let this little nigga explan: |
(Pinocchio) |
I got no strings to hold be down |
To make me fret or make me frown |
I had strings, but now I’m free |
I got no strings on me Come on son, y’all niggas know the way I do Immortal Technique, got com (?) live for you |
And I know sometimes it be making you nervous |
The way I snatch puppet rappers that belong in a circus |
You motherfuckers just can’t compare |
Looking for a fan base that’s no longer there |
I know that you’re scared, and you’re hidin’up in the cut |
But this is freedom of speech nigga, tell 'em what’s up Word nigga, fuck John Ashcroft! |
Nigga, fuck Fox News! |
Fuck those snake-ass |
bitches Tryin to manipulate your opinion, tellin you what to think |
Word the fuck up, like we invaded niggas 'cause we want to free them |
You racist motha fucka, you don’t give a shit about those people |
You can suck my dick! |
(hahahaha) |
Another rum and coke at the bar, nigga |
Its my day off, word up Fuck, for the kids, (ha) for the kids (hahaha) |
Beat Bandits |