I want freedom of speech
Freedom of expression
Freedom of peace
Freedom to walk alone in the streets Without needing a piece
Come on man, is that too much to ask for
I know I said expression, but not another metaphor
Give me liberty or nothing more
I know it's called race
But that doesn't mean a contest
Yes, I read history
They divide before a conquest
This is not what I need
I'm sick of fracking fascists
And corruptorations being filled with greed
The hypocrisy of democracy is they say money doesn't grow on trees
Well, actually, the land of the free is run by currency
And currently, that's just paper
It's all made up
If life is what we make it, why we make it so tough
They charge us when we're born, and again when we die
Don't let the life in between all be for a lie
'Sall gravy, I'll keep peace in mind
But this piece of cut beef, whenever it's wartime
Yeah, eeny, meeny, miny, moe, catch a heathen by the toe
That's how I've been pigeonholed for my communist flow
In the same boats as Bin Lad, but I've never been that bad
But I've been had, fighting in wars with no draft
Like the bar was closed and you forgot to pick your tab
So they continue to charge, but we'll get the last laugh
First they'll block our freedom, then constitute us breathing
Then kill us in the streets, and say that we're the heathens
But I'm Trunks in his prime, about to travel in time
Except my sword is a pen, and I defeat them with the rhyme
They got no love for these niggas like an all-white prom
My favorite weapon for their thoughts, I drop Food, Not Bombs
The best storms just stick to the rhythm, remain calm
This is not a drill, revolution, ring the alarm
They charge us from above, and again when we die
Don't let the life in between all be for a lie
Everyone wants to change the world
Not realizing that we're already doing it
Just because your role isn't as big doesn't mean it's not important
A healthy engine can't run with a chipped key
Play your part, and if no one else tells you, I believe in you
I believe in you
I believe in you
GreyHues - Freedom Club (feat. iiindigo) Lyrics
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English
I want freedom of speech
Freedom of expression
Freedom of peace
Freedom to walk alone in the streets Without needing a piece
Come on man, is that too much to ask for
I know I said expression, but not another metaphor
Give me liberty or nothing more
I know it's called race
But that doesn't mean a contest
Yes, I read history
They divide before a conquest
This is not what I need
I'm sick of fracking fascists
And corruptorations being filled with greed
The hypocrisy of democracy is they say money doesn't grow on trees
Well, actually, the land of the free is run by currency
And currently, that's just paper
It's all made up
If life is what we make it, why we make it so tough
They charge us when we're born, and again when we die
Don't let the life in between all be for a lie
'Sall gravy, I'll keep peace in mind
But this piece of cut beef, whenever it's wartime
Yeah, eeny, meeny, miny, moe, catch a heathen by the toe
That's how I've been pigeonholed for my communist flow
In the same boats as Bin Lad, but I've never been that bad
But I've been had, fighting in wars with no draft
Like the bar was closed and you forgot to pick your tab
So they continue to charge, but we'll get the last laugh
First they'll block our freedom, then constitute us breathing
Then kill us in the streets, and say that we're the heathens
But I'm Trunks in his prime, about to travel in time
Except my sword is a pen, and I defeat them with the rhyme
They got no love for these niggas like an all-white prom
My favorite weapon for their thoughts, I drop Food, Not Bombs
The best storms just stick to the rhythm, remain calm
This is not a drill, revolution, ring the alarm
They charge us from above, and again when we die
Don't let the life in between all be for a lie
Everyone wants to change the world
Not realizing that we're already doing it
Just because your role isn't as big doesn't mean it's not important
A healthy engine can't run with a chipped key
Play your part, and if no one else tells you, I believe in you
I believe in you
I believe in you
Freedom of expression
Freedom of peace
Freedom to walk alone in the streets Without needing a piece
Come on man, is that too much to ask for
I know I said expression, but not another metaphor
Give me liberty or nothing more
I know it's called race
But that doesn't mean a contest
Yes, I read history
They divide before a conquest
This is not what I need
I'm sick of fracking fascists
And corruptorations being filled with greed
The hypocrisy of democracy is they say money doesn't grow on trees
Well, actually, the land of the free is run by currency
And currently, that's just paper
It's all made up
If life is what we make it, why we make it so tough
They charge us when we're born, and again when we die
Don't let the life in between all be for a lie
'Sall gravy, I'll keep peace in mind
But this piece of cut beef, whenever it's wartime
Yeah, eeny, meeny, miny, moe, catch a heathen by the toe
That's how I've been pigeonholed for my communist flow
In the same boats as Bin Lad, but I've never been that bad
But I've been had, fighting in wars with no draft
Like the bar was closed and you forgot to pick your tab
So they continue to charge, but we'll get the last laugh
First they'll block our freedom, then constitute us breathing
Then kill us in the streets, and say that we're the heathens
But I'm Trunks in his prime, about to travel in time
Except my sword is a pen, and I defeat them with the rhyme
They got no love for these niggas like an all-white prom
My favorite weapon for their thoughts, I drop Food, Not Bombs
The best storms just stick to the rhythm, remain calm
This is not a drill, revolution, ring the alarm
They charge us from above, and again when we die
Don't let the life in between all be for a lie
Everyone wants to change the world
Not realizing that we're already doing it
Just because your role isn't as big doesn't mean it's not important
A healthy engine can't run with a chipped key
Play your part, and if no one else tells you, I believe in you
I believe in you
I believe in you
Writer: Tierra Taylor, Grey Hues
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid