Estelle, Talib Kweli, John Legend - Freedom lyrics

[Estelle, Talib Kweli, John Legend - Freedom lyrics]

Ooh, said I love and I love
And I love to be free hmm, ooh ooh, hmm

Said we're free to live and love again
Tell your mum, or your sister, brother
Friend
This can be solved, just find it in your soul
Come get your free, come get your freedom

Everything that I do will stay true to me
Wanna see what it's like to be truly free?
(Uh, huh) from the pain and the strife
That come with chasin'
What you see in magazines and on the TV (Uh)
I knew this kid named Mike
He used to slang white
Not for the fame where he lived
Shit just ain't right
Snitches throwin' salt in the game
Mike saw police and drug dealers
All in the same light now you're like
"Is this what God's handing me?"
Take it and run, son
You're feeding your family
Flash the heat and you speak with profanity
Shit is so crazy, he pleaded insanity
Payin' the cops, Mike break into more
Then his connect die then that
Make him a boss
He seeing the world and meeting them girls
He's buyin' them clothes and takin' them off
(Uh, huh)
Now he got ma dukes in the fly crib
Took a step back like
"Take a look at what I did" (yeah, yeah)
Only rockin' fly shit like some
Sort of fetal Corleone, tony Montana hybrid
Philanthropical (yeah) , hot tropical, beach properties
Making more than lawyers or how doctors do
(Woo)
Donatin' libraries and hospitals, he got the
Donut and in the streets, it's impossible
(yeah) gettin' old, now he at a crossroad
Tryna find a reason for his tortured soul
Tryna slay these demons that be
Screamin' in his ear
Was it worth his wait and go? (M-m-m)
All that he wanted was to take it
Home but in his old age
Time made it known that when
The paper chase is on
You can easily become a slave at what you own

Said we're free to live and love again
Tell your mum, or your sister, brother
Friend
This can be solved, just find it in your soul
Come get your free, come get your freedom
(Ohh, uh)

Now we're making chains 'til
It hasn't changed
Now my wrist is bling, I'm still sufferin'
Yep, I feel your pain
When you gotta move out
Your own ends will get killed by another gang
Since the day I'm born, this is all I know
Been through chasing bones
Singin' sticks and stone
But in sticks, I'm grown, made me find a home
Never a tell a ho, so believe your son
I ain't judgin', I'm tellin' you real is real
Never had a dad so I know how you feel
But what matters most is you choose your role
Yappin' your the one so I know you're grown
You ain't on your own
Buildings standin' with ya
It's a pretty picture in
The words that's scripted
Misses, mistle, mister
Set your own rules 'cause your free to choose

Said we're free to live and love again
Tell your mum, or your sister, brother
Friend
This can be solved, just find it in your soul
Come get your free, come get your freedom

So much is going on in the
World while you're waitin' around
When you're waitin' around
Someone to give you a hand take it
You can take it, ohh

Said we're free to live and love again
Tell your mum, or your sister, brother
Friend
This can be solved, just find it in your soul
Come get your free, come get your freedom

This is for the people
This is for the people
You don't have to kill nobody
You don't have to kill nobody
You don't have to kill nobody
You- don't- have- to- this is for the people
This is for the people
This is for the people

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