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    "Freedom" Lyrics

    Chinchilla

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    Chorus (Porsha & Anita)
    I want my freedom, full freedom, full freedom, mmm, hmmm x2
    Verse 1
    As I look in the mirror I see the picture gettin clearer
    On the rip of this straightest of the life that I live
    But uh I see em comin before they approach
    Just like a stafty slot until you circle with hope
    I maintaining on your legendary dreams and stack
    Making million dollar moves with many platinum plaques
    Negotiate your freedom, you catchin CRP
    From the court from blue, come many nights no sleep
    What's the scenerio of life when you trapped in crime
    My lil homie still incarcerated for packing a nine
    Now history repeat itself, there's black on black
    Check my backround, there's evidence just hide it's back
    Eliminate all my foes, we run violent thrusts
    Excuse me for my crime but in God I trust
    Bossalinie uneffected by the eyes of even
    Cause I'm military minded and demand my freedom
    (Chorus)
    Verse 2
    Record labels try to sign for many years infact
    Want a life time commitment, get you hooked like crack
    independent, black owned, you can keep your deal
    I remain with No Limit cause the tank be real
    I lose my cousin eight years for the time he spent
    The penetentary is full of black violent, meant
    Try to make a change, they can't
    Cause they cuffs to tight
    Momma please help us cause my mind ain't right
    It ain't easy being me with my skin so toned
    The mother land ain't been the same since they took me from home
    My mobile phone in the benz, gettin high with my friends
    Rainy days got us fighting each other, digging our graves
    A cell block full of pictures, can't wait for parole
    I need a second change of life cause I'm getting to old
    And it's cold I can't see, can't sleep at night
    Like a rebel for my freedom, I'll be prepared to fight
    (Chorus)
    This song was submitted on November 17th, 2013 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Boudewijn V. Bonebakker, Jan C. Jan Chris De Koeijer, Bastiaan F. Frank Harthoorn, Edward R. Ed Warbie.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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