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(Free) Mic check, one, two (Free) Yeah (In my life) I'm just a young man from Stone Mountain, Georgia Failed every class, I flunked out before the Eleventh grade, they told me I had a disorder But every song he brew sound like a poem out the Torah So I learned to break a zone down to quarters Had a crush on Crystal like Urkel had on Laura I told her God is my attorney I never go to court without my lawyer, huh So hit me up when you (free) I guess my decorum didn't match my aura Shit, I'm just a bachelor that's tired of running back and forth With different women, I had my fair share If I retire, I'm still a Hall of Famer like Gale Sayers Black bottle nigga, prince of Bel-Air I need more than a bitch who sell hair I'm talking healthcare, strip clubs is the new welfare Bruh this pussy ain't (free) So it's cheaper to keep her than run the street with ya people Four deep in the regal, smoking weed with an eagle All we see is illegal, get a key from amigos, make sure you keep it cerebral or... SongtexteLay underneath the cathedral, smoke a leaf with Khalifa before I meet with the Reaper I'ma kidnap a bird right after she let me freak her She fell asleep in the fetal The next morning I let her (free) (In my life) Yeah... Feel like I'm being enslaved Married to a bitch, it's hard being engaged You spent your all on your gift but you work minimum wage And she turn right back around and spit in your face Huh...she tell you you ain't good enough She tell you you ain't hood enough She talking 'bout who she should have fucked...with And now you tired of putting up...with her shit So you decided to leave Go fuck with them other niggas, them niggas not in my league Less than a year later, I'm as hot as Belize I'm no detective, but now she coppin' a plea She wanna know if I'm good and how was my week You don't need to ask unless you chopping a tree It don't mean you smart 'cause you got a college degree Really what I'm tryna say, I'm tired of putting music out for (free) Love don't cost a thing Try saying that to the girl you bought a ring Curse a bitch out over the phone like Charlie Sheen With collard greens in the kitchen with Paula Deen 'Cause these rollies that we got aren't cheap The oyster with the leather band cost three And pretty girls want a nigga who got cheese Shawty, I thought the best things in life were (free) I just wanna be... I just wanna be... I just wanna be... I just wanna be free... I just wanna be free... I just wanna be... I just wanna be... I just wanna be... I just wanna be... I just wanna be free... I just wanna be free... Free as the meal that a lady gets on the first date Free as a bird that just left the nest for the first day Free as the inmate who got out on parole from prison Free as the air we breathe that could be the last breath given Free as the extra .5 that my nigga gave me for shopping with him for the last three years Free as the Olive Garden breadsticks you take home and put in your fridge Free as the neighborhood thot that gave every nigga the pussy Free as the Chinese restaurant fortune cookies Free as the peppermint, butterscotch, and dum dums you get at the bank Free as the bootlegger that downloaded my album illegally...thanks We are orphans and fatherless Our mothers are as widows -Lamentations 5:3 Aus Songtexte Mania