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Freedom Cry lyrics

Rating: 5.94
Song Details
Artist(s)Negus Reign
Album(s)Root of Evil

Prod by: BeatsInMyBackpack Recorded @ Black Room Studios (Atlanta, GA)Written By: Rashad MitchellPerformed by: Negus Reign

All of my niggas should be on point, game tight
I need All of my brothers to be on point, game tight
i need All of my sister's to be on point, game tight
I need all of my people to be on point, game tight

We Bleed the same
so please explain what make you better than me
I ain't never been rich, you ain't never been street
no comparison
its apparent you could never be me
I'm in battle, mentally shackled, I ain't never been free


Verse 1:
Give me a sec, as I disconnect
from the hatred and disrespect shit
after Triple X, its sad that my people ain't get the message
still
we are our own enemies
let's be real
before you take in this food for thought, let me bless the meal
The streets dangerous and the system ain't playing fair
if they kill US
and we kill US, there'd be no us left to kill
technology rule psychology
that's a test of will
they pop the Molly, thotties exploit their bodies to get a mill
ion
views on the gram, amusing the fans with sex appeal
ironic they indicting iconic Cosby for sex and pills
let's reveal, the facts of the matter, matter of fact, while I'm at it, track it back when they tragically massacred emmit till
prepare the holy water, we need em' all to get baptised
it's sad, but black lives don't even matter to black lives
so what's with all the protest, rioting acting grotesque
destroying what we built, won't make them shooting us no less

Hook:
We Bleed the same
so please explain what make you better than me
I ain't never been rich, you ain't never been street
no comparison
its apparent you could never be me
I'm in battle, mentally shackled, I ain't never been free (2x)

Verse 2:
1000 fell in Chicago
if a thousand more
die before my eyes where would I go
I know
gettin a dollar more of your motto
but I'm tired of pourin' bottles
the dead can't afford to swallow
we in the need of leaders but most of you chose to follow
place my heart
upon a easel
my art is close to Picassos
I'm painting the perfect picture, to fix the imperfect sorrows
live today, cause we ain't promised to be on this earth tomorrow
no
we in a era where the bullying is cool now
clear out the area, they shooting up the schools now
the us government prepared to send the troops down
gone fuck around and turn America to nuketown
im here to help the mind to bloom, issa gave the seed to plant
trump in oval office, tryin' to force us into Fema camps
Son of Solomon
I invite him inside the lions den
polishin' my knowledge
while modifying my fire pin

Hook:
We Bleed the same
so please explain what make you better than me
I ain't never been rich, you ain't never been street
no comparison
its apparent you could never be me
I'm in battle, mentally shackled, I ain't never been free (2x)



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