Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song We Are Free, artist - Tech N9ne. Album song Strangeulation, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 05.05.2014
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
We Are Free |
| They way that we drummin' make you think what’s one hunit |
| Plummet we don’t want it son its the dumbest |
| We done and wanna get from it |
| Havin' visions of eden, while this evil is breathin' inside a demon |
| Deceivin' with light I’m even this season |
| Companies kill my culture, sucka said on the sofa |
| See the soul of a soldier, I’mma go to Zack De la Rocha |
| And awaken rebel sound that’ll break that fake label down |
| Gotta vacate this able now, everyday fate from a halo crown |
| If they oppose it, give 'em hell is the key |
| Well is the free, we ain’t practicin' celibacy |
| A relic you think we anghellic, tell it to me |
| We’ll mail and sell it to fellowships and telekinesis |
| When occur the people movin' develop diseases |
| Sick on your symphony some get hella facetious |
| When searin' your shows I’m somberin' the shell it decreases |
| Light for the lord of love a lot leveled is leaf lit |
| Free (styles), free (life), free (reign) |
| We (wild), we (fight) for these (brains) |
| Be (gone), she likes the eased (pain) |
| He’s (mild), he gripes cause she’s (Strange) |
| Take off your shackles people come along |
| Fuck a fraggle nigga become a con |
| We keep it coated then when summer gone |
| Cowardly critters not with the strong better run along |
| We are free, we are |
| We are free, we are |
| We are, we are free |
| We are, we are free |
| No time for killin' time, because it’s killin' time |
| I’m an American hustler sedated in my prime |
| Pray for the 99, ride with the 88 |
| Spinal 1 percent it’s just a numbers game |
| Fame for us psychos, Jackson’s to Michael |
| Missiles for silos, no stones for the high road |
| Army of 5-Os, for half foes I hydro |
| Drones over my home, no phone tap to spy on |
| And though they say there’s nothin' to fear but fear itself |
| I keep a bottle of spirits near my bookshelf |
| Because a runaway slave will never sleep well |
| I self medicate the frame in my brain cell |
| Married to the matrix, that bitch got two faces |
| She gave me all I got and took away all my acquaintance |
| Travellin' the planet walkin' on so many stages |
| Made me realize dimensions gettin' jumped through one a daily |
| He’s an alien, Eddie Arkadian |
| In love with money and fame there ain’t no savin' him |
| But I’m the fuckin' last dragon spittin' radiance |
| Walkin' a planet I created in my cranium |
| I rewrote this verse mad times |
| One for every single instance somebody denied me my damn shine |
| One for the brick layers, one for the winning team with injured players |
| One for the «He's gon' be the shit"sayers, keep me on my toes |
| My fanbase rattlin', the speakers on my bows and my sneakers on the stones |
| You give me props and I’mma keep 'em in my soul |
| Cause I’m MVP’n on these cretins down below |
| All this world’s gone catnip, rattlesnake bat shit |
| Critics eat a fat dick, vinegar and cracked lips |
| Citizens get it in, gimme ten seconds in Atlas |
| And I’mma show you even on this bitch front to backwards |
| Breakin' down codes, bro True Detective |
| Ridin' to some Wrek shit, could change up your perspective |
| Don’t just take my word for it, check up on the guest list |
| Jesus and the Devil rollin' dice up in the flesh pit |
| Free speech, free souls, free press |
| So we preach to seek goals and leave stress |
| Beneath streets, we reach hold and breach depths |
| To the mothafuckers we bringin' ruckus with each breath |
| As if the sales stop, been stay |
| See Ten K was just the entry, my pen slays |
| My next album’s gonna be bent shades of dense graves |
| Death to the shackles around my ankles, I been free |