Finally Freestyle Lyrics

Hope you feel this one

Yeah

Finally I'm breaking free

From the mold of this society

Ink covered skin

Give a damn if they all hire me

It seems I need a job

To survive this economy

Smoke weed constantly

And say fuck it if they fire me

Rebel against the man

And his tyranny with this anarchy

Quit killing each other's armies

The governments who we're

Targeting

It's time we stop this killing

With so much blood spilling

Let's start healing, chilling

Man and stop consuming

Yo America the great

Oh that's a past tense

No I'm ready for the hate

From those who take offense

Look if we could take it back

Just a few years ago

I'd shown you

Everything that glitters ain't gold

And then you'd know

Uh

Exactly how that story goes

Instead of going deeper

Into that rabbits hole

Thieves and greed and death

Fueled by the currencies

Only thing that matters

Are these revenue streams

Does the end really justify

All the means

Or is everything that matters

What lies in between

Can't you see that's all they want

Is to turn you against me

And blind us all

From what's really happening

Working life away everyday

In that nine to five grind

Should be a crime

But they make us

Think we have to

Why

So we can occupy our minds

And divide

Yeah

But don't cry no

At the wasted years that flown by

You've still got time

Though dollars ain't worth

A damn dime

I'm putting down a land line

Hoping someone

Might pick it up

And say what's up

Like, yo I got your message B

And maybe just maybe

One day we can all change things

But certainly

I know that it won't be easy

No a painful bumpy road

Like an arm covered in bee stings

To achieve our dreams

We have to sacrifice everything

Yeah

Maybe history's repeating

I don't got no college degrees

But we got reasoning

Cause people need something

To believe in

Like a teacher, a leader

Someone speak it like a preacher

With your words as a weapon

Raise a fist against the man

For the people

Yeah, Uh

With your words as a weapon

Raise a fist against the man

For the people saying

There's more to life

There's more to live

There's more to love

There's more to give

There's more to me

There's more to them

There's more of the meaning

Of this still to be written

Yeah a new vision

If y'all could listen for a minute

To what I've been cooking up

In the kitchen

Don't keep growing

More complacent

And try to run from the truth

Even when it hits you

In your faces

And say

That it's easier this way

To bow your head

And obey him

And thank him

For saying

That everything's okay when

You're working life away

For your wages

Yet to your dismay

Yet again led astray

And told nay

To these necessary changes

While the rest of us

All keep begging and praying

Till days end

I'm not complaining

Nah, man

I'm just saying