Pharoahe Monch - Free lyrics

I I I I i I I I I I I
I'm free, free, free, free
Free, free, free, free
I'm free, free, free, free
Free, free, free, free (Woo, ugh)

You can clip my wings shackle and chain me
Back straight, standing tall
A child of God, and I'm (Free) ugh, phew, go
Hey, hey spit in my face
Hold me down
I keep my feet firm to the ground
'Cause, I'm (Free) yeah

Your A&R's a house nigga
The label's the plantation
Now, switch that advance
For your emancipation (Ugh)
MCs in the field like pick cotton for real
I pop blocks like Beat Street with
A notch and a kill (Ugh)
They take the strongest of slaves to
Compete in a track meet
For the king of the city
Sang songs of backstreets
Choruses of cocaine tales and black heat
Only to trade niggas
Like professional athletes
They'll take that merchandising
Snatch that publishing
Package that Black ass, ship you to London
By way of France, Germany, Dublin
A railroad to underground
Like Harriet Tubman
While y'all stay struggling
We smuggle MCs through the streets
'Til we bubbling on mix CDs, hustling
Klan see me on the block and said, "Freeze!"
I said, "Fuck you! I'm a man, I'm free"
(Woo, ugh)

You can clip my wings shackle and chain me
Back straight, standing tall
A child of God, and I'm (Free) ugh, phew, go
Hey, hey spit in my face
Hold me down
I'ma keep my feet firm to the ground
'Cause, I'm (Free) okay
Yuh

Okay, yo, 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-S ections
For immature minds that get
It with each lesson (Ugh)
Three-fifths-of-a man-ass nigga with no plans
How you discussing publishin' figures
Without a band?
They got digital codes on our
Music for them to scan (Huh)
So even when you sample a snare
You paying the Klan
So Google Pharoahe Monch
Search triskaidekaphobia
I'll explain why these city
Banks watch over ya
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 (Hey)
Condoms that they sell us, call it "safe sex"
What I spit
Not only causes a glitch in The Matrix
But another listed terror threat that
They ain't even faced yet (Woo, ugh)

You can clip my wings shackle and chain me
Back straight, standing tall
A child of God, and I'm (Free) ugh, phew, go
Hey, hey spit in my face
Hold me down
I'ma keep my feet firm to the ground
'Cause, I'm (Free) woo, ugh

You can clip my wings shackle and chain me
Back straight, standing tall
A child of God, and I'm (Free)
No, you can't define it
You're blinded by the light
When I rock the mic 'Cause, I'm (Free)
Got you sick with emotions drink this potion
DJ, MC, free like the thief in the night
Brown skin, ready to win
If you're prepared to fight