Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Around My Way (Freedom Ain't Free), artist - Lupe Fiasco. Album song Food & Liquor II: The Great American Rap Album Pt. 1, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.09.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: 1st & 15th, Atlantic
Song language: English
Around My Way (Freedom Ain't Free) |
First off say peace to Pine Ridge |
Shame at all the damage the white man wine did |
Ghost dance, Trail of Tears, 5 million beers a year |
And all that other crime did |
More peace to the teachers of blind kids |
To rebels in small cells keeping their mind big |
Say everything’s hostile |
Suicide bombers and prosperity gospels, emaciated models |
With cocaine and blood pouring out their nostrils, they got to Just to stay awake on the catwalk of life where everybody watch you |
Straight hair, high heels and a handbag |
Crucifixes, racism and a land grab |
Katrina, FEMA trailers, human body sandbags |
A peace sign and a pants sag |
A money toss cause a 9 stripper mad dash |
A friend request following a hash tag |
Now everybody want it like the last laugh |
A Michael Jackson jacket or a daft mask |
Purple Jordans or the mixed girl in your math class |
Stable is when the Ba’ath had Baghdad |
But corporate jets really had to have that gas bad |
War and they hope they all fall from the ratatat |
Cause that’s just more dinosaur for the Cadillac |
Live from the other side what you see |
A bunch of nonsense on my TV |
Heaven on Earth is what I need |
But I feel I’m in hell every time I breathe |
Reporting live from the other side what you hear |
A bunch of nonsense all in my ear |
Rich man, poor man, we all gotta pay |
Cause freedom ain’t free, especially 'round my way |
And we marvel at the state of Ottoman |
Then turn around and treat Ghana like a garbage can |
America’s a big motherfuckin’garbageman |
If you ain’t know, you’re part and parcel of the problem |
You say no you ain’t, and I say yes you is Soon as you find out what planned obsolescence is You say no they didn’t, and I say yes they did |
The definition of unnecessary-ness |
Manifested |
Say that we should protest just to get arrested |
That goes against all my hustling ethics |
A bunch of jail niggas say its highly ineffective |
Depart from Martin, connect on Malcolm X tip |
Insert Baldwin to similar the separate |
To me, the truth is more fulfilling than a meth hit |
Or finding really fast internet to have some sex with |
It’s all one song short of a set list |
Couple croissants shy of a continental breakfast |
Or blowing out your birthday candles just to make a death wish |
So absurd word to Chief Bone Necklace |
Down at the Lakota Sioux Casino |
A whole culture boiled down to giving you paquino |
I go as left as a heart in the chest |
Cause the Horn of Africa is now starving to death |
Live from the other side what you see |
A bunch of nonsense on my TV |
Heaven on Earth is what I need |
But I feel I’m in hell every time I breathe |
Reporting live from the other side what you hear |
A bunch of nonsense all in my ear |
Rich man, poor man, we all gotta pay |
Cause freedom ain’t free, especially 'round my way |
An all white Los Angeles, the dream of Mr. Chandler |
Hope and pray they take Columbus day up off the calendar |
South Central an example of God’s gifts |
So shout to all the mothers raising babies in spa 6 |
The projects of Oakland city, Detroit ghost towns |
Monopolies on poverty where D-boy coke bound |
It’s parts of Manilla like the video for Thriller |
But the US Embassy is reminiscent of a villa |
If poverty is chocolate and privilege vanilla |
Then what’s the flavor of the Sunday preacher’s pedophilia |
Cash rules everything around these niggas |
As classrooms everywhere around me wither |
Hither you can be Mr. Burns or Mr. Smithers |
The tyrant or the slave but nowhere in the middle |
Of the extremes of America’s dream |
Freud fighting Neo, Freddy Krueger refereeing, naaa |
Live from the other side what you see |
A bunch of nonsense on my TV |
Heaven on Earth is what I need |
But I feel I’m in hell every time I breathe |
Reporting live from the other side what you hear |
A bunch of nonsense all in my ear |
Rich man, poor man, we all gotta pay |
Cause freedom ain’t free, especially 'round my way |