Pharoahe Monch - Free lyrics

rate me

Free

You can clip my wings, shackle and chain me

Back straight standing tall a child of God, N' I'm... Free!

Spit in my face, hold me down

I'ma keep my feet firm to the ground, cuz I'm... Free!

Your A&R's a house nigga, the labels the plantation

Now switch that advance for your emancipation

MC's are the field like pick cotton for real

I pop blocks like beat street with a notch n' a kill

They take the strongest of slaves to compete in a track meat

For the King of the city sang songs of back streets

Choruses of cocaine tales and black heat

Only to trade niggas like professional athletes!

Don't take that merchandising, snatch that publishing

Practice that black ass, ship you to London

By way of France, Germany, Dublin

A railroad to underground like Harriet Tubman

While ya'll stay strugglin' we smuggle MC's through the streets

Till we bubblin' on mix CD's, hustlin'

Clans see me on the block n' say freeze

I say Fuck You! I'm a man, I'm Free!

You can clip my wings, shackle and chain me

Back straight standing tall a child of God, N' I'm... Free!

Spit in my face, hold me down

I'ma keep my feet firm to the ground, cuz I'm... Free!

I give birth to verses in churches with no confession

So please pardon my post-partum depression

A-list MC to spit it in C-Sections

For immature minds that get it with each lesson

Three-fifths of a man ass jigga with no plans

How you discussing publishing figures without a band

They got digital codes on our music for them to scan

So even when you sample a snare you can't even clan

So google Pharoahe Monch, search Triskaidekaphobia

I'll explain why these city banks Wachovia

I'll peep the future in my sleep, to be honest man

We never had a mutual relationship with Washington

Why? Because I believe they put the virus in the latex

Condoms that they sell us, call it safe sex

What I spit, not only causes a glitch in The Matrix

But another terrorist that they haven't faced yet!

You can clip my wings, shackle and chain me

Back straight standing tall a child of God, N' I'm... Free!

Spit in my face, hold me down

I'ma keep my feet firm to the ground, cuz I'm... Free!