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If I could get a taste of my freedom, I would savor every tidbit Pilot planes like I was Tuskegee The flyest letterman, call me collegiate That's why I get violent on these mics Can turn a phrase like Ike and Tina Stories bloodied and beaten so well, we're calling 'em red tales, how convenient, facts The struggle I know left physical scars as lasting proof Mommy and pops residual trauma pushed them to bottles, Absolut Homie, that '90s era was rocky, had to be sly and outfox the coop Everyone knows a rose can grow from cracks, but most don't blossom fruit So my lyrical watts like miracle drops, BB, I'm Posdnuos That's De La from the soul I'm undersold and over hip-hop to boot They worship green like God Got bands to ear like radio's top ten grooves My samples clear, I push gems like DeBeers No conflict, just the truth See, I'm the plug I'm giving the people the power, try not to blow out the fuse I'm so close to these lower and upper cases that I guess that it's best I recuse Telling me I need to party and bullshit to win Well then, homie, I guess I'ma lose Ain't no biggie, I'm black obsidian Rap's new Gideon, summon the troops Roc SongtexteI'm turning over a new leaf Same life with a new lease Game time, different frame mind Hit the lab up like a two-piece I ain't a fan of the fame, y'all keep the bread and the groupies I just want a group of loyal fam, and if I win, bet the crew eats, my God This a stress-free zone This the best freedom I just want a group of loyal fam, and if I win, bet the crew eats, my God This a stress-free zone This the best freedom I'm just tryna elevate Ya dig? They wasn't feeling that space shit Told 'em I was on another level They said they only investing in fauna and flora like pussy and flower petals (No) Pardon my tongue, but I grew up building with gods and sparring with horny devils You rumble with dogs, you come up with fleas and pottymouths trying to blacken the kettle I am not an island Hold up the diaspora with my limbs Fuck up the system with this atypical gab Some Converse and nylons I am the calm version of a storm brewing I'm a monsoon in Thailand And if my Black fist and my womb irks you Here's the world's smallest violin Check it I'm turning over a new leaf Same life with a new lease Game time, different frame mind Hit the lab up like a two-piece I ain't a fan of the fame, y'all keep the bread and the groupies I just want a group of loyal fam, and if I win, bet the crew eats, my God This a stress-free zone This the best freedom I just want a group of loyal fam, and if I win, bet the crew eats, my God This a stress-free zone This the best freedom I'm just tryna elevate Ya dig? Aus Songtexte Mania