| Song | We Want Freedom - Explicit |
| Artist | Dead Prez |
| Album | Let's Get Free |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Alford, Gavin, Mair, Williams | |
| I was born black, i live black, | |
| And i'ma die probably because i'm black | |
| Because some cracker that knows i'm black | |
| Better than you nigga, is probably gonna put | |
| A bullet in the back of my head!! | |
| Yeah our lives ****ed up, no doubt | |
| All this shit we go through every day | |
| Sometimes a nigga don't know what the **** to do | |
| But see i got my niggas | |
| And we gon organize a people army | |
| And we gon get control over our own lives | |
| And i mean that shit right there from the bottom of my shit | |
| I ching | |
| [verse 1] | |
| Yeah, yeah | |
| Imagine havin no runnin water to drink | |
| Chemicals contaminate the pipes leadin to your sink | |
| Just think, if the grocery stores close they doors | |
| And they saturate the streets with tanks and start martial law | |
| Would you be ready for civil war | |
| Could you take the life of somebody you know, | |
| Or have feelings for if necessary? | |
| I got cousins in the military | |
| But far as i'm concerned they died, when they registered | |
| [verse 2] | |
| Yo, this world is oh so cold, i think about my ancestors | |
| Being sold, and it make me wanna break the mold | |
| **** the gold and the party, train yourself, clean your shottie | |
| Tell me what you gon do to get free, we need more than mc's | |
| We need hueys, and revolutionaries | |
| The niggas on the streets today, it's kinda scary | |
| The smell around my way ain't roses or strawberries | |
| In fact it's kinda poisonous, bringin out the boy in us | |
| But i'ma stand up on my own, like a man do | |
| Dominate the land and make wealth, like fu-manchu | |
| Yes the peoples army stick togehther like glue | |
| We represent the i-ching, and to this we stand true | |
| Military formation, anyone participation is welcome | |
| Each one teach one, son help son | |
| Just one gun is all it take to get it started | |
| Livin in the wilderness of the west we cold hearted | |
| Hook 2x: | |
| If you don't think it could happen think again my son | |
| Be prepared for the worst that's yet to come | |
| We want freedom, prophecies and ancient wisdom | |
| Cataclsym, niggas be like **** the system | |
| I don't wanna be no movie star | |
| I don't wanna drive no fancy car | |
| I just wanna be free, to live my life, to live my own life | |
| [verse 3] | |
| Yeah, i'm for peace | |
| But i'll kill ya if ya **** with my moms or my niece | |
| See we all want peace, but the problem is | |
| Crackers want a bigger piece | |
| Got it where the niggas can't get a piece | |
| That's why police get stabbed and shot | |
| Cuz a nigga can't eat if the ave is hot | |
| Locked up you get three hot meals and one cot | |
| Then you sit and rot, never even got a fair shot | |
| That's where a whole lotta niggas end up | |
| My man moms even got sent up, tryin to keep the rent up | |
| When i'm bent up i think alot about the reason i'm here | |
| I think about the things i fear in the comin years | |
| Ahead of me, i'm ready for whatever they bring though | |
| I'd go against a tank wit a shank for my dreams | |
| And that's my ****in word | |
| One day the whole world will smoke herb | |
| And niggas won't get took to jail for hangin on the curb | |
| Hook 2x | |
| (next part of hook) | |
| Hook |
| zuo qu : Alford, Gavin, Mair, Williams | |
| I was born black, i live black, | |
| And i' ma die probably because i' m black | |
| Because some cracker that knows i' m black | |
| Better than you nigga, is probably gonna put | |
| A bullet in the back of my head!! | |
| Yeah our lives ed up, no doubt | |
| All this shit we go through every day | |
| Sometimes a nigga don' t know what the to do | |
| But see i got my niggas | |
| And we gon organize a people army | |
| And we gon get control over our own lives | |
| And i mean that shit right there from the bottom of my shit | |
| I ching | |
| verse 1 | |
| Yeah, yeah | |
| Imagine havin no runnin water to drink | |
| Chemicals contaminate the pipes leadin to your sink | |
| Just think, if the grocery stores close they doors | |
| And they saturate the streets with tanks and start martial law | |
| Would you be ready for civil war | |
| Could you take the life of somebody you know, | |
| Or have feelings for if necessary? | |
| I got cousins in the military | |
| But far as i' m concerned they died, when they registered | |
| verse 2 | |
| Yo, this world is oh so cold, i think about my ancestors | |
| Being sold, and it make me wanna break the mold | |
| the gold and the party, train yourself, clean your shottie | |
| Tell me what you gon do to get free, we need more than mc' s | |
| We need hueys, and revolutionaries | |
| The niggas on the streets today, it' s kinda scary | |
| The smell around my way ain' t roses or strawberries | |
| In fact it' s kinda poisonous, bringin out the boy in us | |
| But i' ma stand up on my own, like a man do | |
| Dominate the land and make wealth, like fumanchu | |
| Yes the peoples army stick togehther like glue | |
| We represent the iching, and to this we stand true | |
| Military formation, anyone participation is welcome | |
| Each one teach one, son help son | |
| Just one gun is all it take to get it started | |
| Livin in the wilderness of the west we cold hearted | |
| Hook 2x: | |
| If you don' t think it could happen think again my son | |
| Be prepared for the worst that' s yet to come | |
| We want freedom, prophecies and ancient wisdom | |
| Cataclsym, niggas be like the system | |
| I don' t wanna be no movie star | |
| I don' t wanna drive no fancy car | |
| I just wanna be free, to live my life, to live my own life | |
| verse 3 | |
| Yeah, i' m for peace | |
| But i' ll kill ya if ya with my moms or my niece | |
| See we all want peace, but the problem is | |
| Crackers want a bigger piece | |
| Got it where the niggas can' t get a piece | |
| That' s why police get stabbed and shot | |
| Cuz a nigga can' t eat if the ave is hot | |
| Locked up you get three hot meals and one cot | |
| Then you sit and rot, never even got a fair shot | |
| That' s where a whole lotta niggas end up | |
| My man moms even got sent up, tryin to keep the rent up | |
| When i' m bent up i think alot about the reason i' m here | |
| I think about the things i fear in the comin years | |
| Ahead of me, i' m ready for whatever they bring though | |
| I' d go against a tank wit a shank for my dreams | |
| And that' s my in word | |
| One day the whole world will smoke herb | |
| And niggas won' t get took to jail for hangin on the curb | |
| Hook 2x | |
| next part of hook | |
| Hook |
| zuò qǔ : Alford, Gavin, Mair, Williams | |
| I was born black, i live black, | |
| And i' ma die probably because i' m black | |
| Because some cracker that knows i' m black | |
| Better than you nigga, is probably gonna put | |
| A bullet in the back of my head!! | |
| Yeah our lives ed up, no doubt | |
| All this shit we go through every day | |
| Sometimes a nigga don' t know what the to do | |
| But see i got my niggas | |
| And we gon organize a people army | |
| And we gon get control over our own lives | |
| And i mean that shit right there from the bottom of my shit | |
| I ching | |
| verse 1 | |
| Yeah, yeah | |
| Imagine havin no runnin water to drink | |
| Chemicals contaminate the pipes leadin to your sink | |
| Just think, if the grocery stores close they doors | |
| And they saturate the streets with tanks and start martial law | |
| Would you be ready for civil war | |
| Could you take the life of somebody you know, | |
| Or have feelings for if necessary? | |
| I got cousins in the military | |
| But far as i' m concerned they died, when they registered | |
| verse 2 | |
| Yo, this world is oh so cold, i think about my ancestors | |
| Being sold, and it make me wanna break the mold | |
| the gold and the party, train yourself, clean your shottie | |
| Tell me what you gon do to get free, we need more than mc' s | |
| We need hueys, and revolutionaries | |
| The niggas on the streets today, it' s kinda scary | |
| The smell around my way ain' t roses or strawberries | |
| In fact it' s kinda poisonous, bringin out the boy in us | |
| But i' ma stand up on my own, like a man do | |
| Dominate the land and make wealth, like fumanchu | |
| Yes the peoples army stick togehther like glue | |
| We represent the iching, and to this we stand true | |
| Military formation, anyone participation is welcome | |
| Each one teach one, son help son | |
| Just one gun is all it take to get it started | |
| Livin in the wilderness of the west we cold hearted | |
| Hook 2x: | |
| If you don' t think it could happen think again my son | |
| Be prepared for the worst that' s yet to come | |
| We want freedom, prophecies and ancient wisdom | |
| Cataclsym, niggas be like the system | |
| I don' t wanna be no movie star | |
| I don' t wanna drive no fancy car | |
| I just wanna be free, to live my life, to live my own life | |
| verse 3 | |
| Yeah, i' m for peace | |
| But i' ll kill ya if ya with my moms or my niece | |
| See we all want peace, but the problem is | |
| Crackers want a bigger piece | |
| Got it where the niggas can' t get a piece | |
| That' s why police get stabbed and shot | |
| Cuz a nigga can' t eat if the ave is hot | |
| Locked up you get three hot meals and one cot | |
| Then you sit and rot, never even got a fair shot | |
| That' s where a whole lotta niggas end up | |
| My man moms even got sent up, tryin to keep the rent up | |
| When i' m bent up i think alot about the reason i' m here | |
| I think about the things i fear in the comin years | |
| Ahead of me, i' m ready for whatever they bring though | |
| I' d go against a tank wit a shank for my dreams | |
| And that' s my in word | |
| One day the whole world will smoke herb | |
| And niggas won' t get took to jail for hangin on the curb | |
| Hook 2x | |
| next part of hook | |
| Hook |