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Freedom Video (MV)




Performed By: Jacques Johnson
Language: English
Length: 3:16
Written by: Jacques Johnson




Jacques Johnson - Freedom Lyrics
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Maybe I was just too young to let my heart be consumed by love
But if you think you've found it already that's whats up
More power to you, we just looking at the same world thru a different lense
I pray it never ends
The two spirits they blend
Leaves them both in a trance
She looks so free as she begins to dance
If you want to see them dance
Like the arm of a dope fiend they gotta feel the needle touch my record, let it play Mr dj
So much pain collecting in my ashtray
Got me rockin' to the beat harder than clay
Ball on these niggas even though I receive no credit
I got no assists to let em tell it
I'm a dog with no home training
And they just let me off the leash
Capeesh
Every week
Party with all these foreign freaks
Can't stand these niggas
Gotta reprimand these niggas
For making me get act out like this
Always wanted a bank account like this
Got me holding up my black fist to show off my diamond flooded wrist
Where my priorities at
Make sure my pockets stay fat
I got one in the chamber
Who put this knife in my back
(Who put this knife in my back)
It go, A-B-C-D-E-F me
Yo bitch know that I'm a G
When she leave yo ass she'll gone finally get that shopping spree
Through the high and low tides
Stackin' up these Creflow dollars
We get paid to make our congregations hoop and holla
This track should've be called dirty laundry
Rappers getting shelved you can keep your 40 acres and a donkey
New jeru' take me serious when I say I'm feeling godly
Any nigga hating can get the most polite f*ck you from my mother my grandmother and my evangelist auntie
Know it's time
Know that we down to ride
They tell me swalllow my pride
So many times that I tried
So many rules I can't abide
Wanna see my demise
Usually modest as hell but after all this I deserve to high step my way to the throne
My whole team gon celebrate with me in the end zone
Endzone, Endzone
We been on, We been on
(Ay)
We been on, We been on
(Ay)
Let freedom, freedom ring
Let freedom, freedom ring
We been on, We been on
(Ay)
We been on, We been on
(Ay)
Let freedom, freedom ring
Let freedom, freedom ring
(Ay)
"You've come to fight as free men...
Free men you are...
What will you do without Freedom?'
We turnt in this thang it's starting to look like movie, oh yeah it's lit now
I'm Ray Lewis with the shits
They know I wont stop comin' with the hits now
Every line dope
Never know which one will make em hit that hip hop overdose
I f*ck wit everybody but aint no other rapper comin close
Not even tryna brag n boast
These are my confessions
In this studio session
Can I even afford to get a little more time
Prescribe me some beats to fight away the depression
We all just looking for purpose but afraid of what we might find
I hate being normal ima color everything outside of the lines
Thinking out of the box, im outta my mind
Byrd sent me another watch
I'm never running outta time
Making money wit the pen we call that a pension
She smart and she poppin it she got my attention
If you don't f*ck wit my shit then
Why you all in my mentions
These shades I got came wit fake nigga prevention
Word to the wise
Lyrical exercise
GQ and the grammys the only time you'll see a nigga on his suit and tie
Tryna find my limits
Somewhere in the skies
Then I realize
I'm free
"For one chance
Just one chance
To come back here and tell our enemies
That they may take our lives
But they'll never take...
Our Freedom"
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Maybe I was just too young to let my heart be consumed by love
But if you think you've found it already that's whats up
More power to you, we just looking at the same world thru a different lense
I pray it never ends
The two spirits they blend
Leaves them both in a trance
She looks so free as she begins to dance
If you want to see them dance
Like the arm of a dope fiend they gotta feel the needle touch my record, let it play Mr dj
So much pain collecting in my ashtray
Got me rockin' to the beat harder than clay
Ball on these niggas even though I receive no credit
I got no assists to let em tell it
I'm a dog with no home training
And they just let me off the leash
Capeesh
Every week
Party with all these foreign freaks
Can't stand these niggas
Gotta reprimand these niggas
For making me get act out like this
Always wanted a bank account like this
Got me holding up my black fist to show off my diamond flooded wrist
Where my priorities at
Make sure my pockets stay fat
I got one in the chamber
Who put this knife in my back
(Who put this knife in my back)
It go, A-B-C-D-E-F me
Yo bitch know that I'm a G
When she leave yo ass she'll gone finally get that shopping spree
Through the high and low tides
Stackin' up these Creflow dollars
We get paid to make our congregations hoop and holla
This track should've be called dirty laundry
Rappers getting shelved you can keep your 40 acres and a donkey
New jeru' take me serious when I say I'm feeling godly
Any nigga hating can get the most polite f*ck you from my mother my grandmother and my evangelist auntie
Know it's time
Know that we down to ride
They tell me swalllow my pride
So many times that I tried
So many rules I can't abide
Wanna see my demise
Usually modest as hell but after all this I deserve to high step my way to the throne
My whole team gon celebrate with me in the end zone
Endzone, Endzone
We been on, We been on
(Ay)
We been on, We been on
(Ay)
Let freedom, freedom ring
Let freedom, freedom ring
We been on, We been on
(Ay)
We been on, We been on
(Ay)
Let freedom, freedom ring
Let freedom, freedom ring
(Ay)
"You've come to fight as free men...
Free men you are...
What will you do without Freedom?'
We turnt in this thang it's starting to look like movie, oh yeah it's lit now
I'm Ray Lewis with the shits
They know I wont stop comin' with the hits now
Every line dope
Never know which one will make em hit that hip hop overdose
I f*ck wit everybody but aint no other rapper comin close
Not even tryna brag n boast
These are my confessions
In this studio session
Can I even afford to get a little more time
Prescribe me some beats to fight away the depression
We all just looking for purpose but afraid of what we might find
I hate being normal ima color everything outside of the lines
Thinking out of the box, im outta my mind
Byrd sent me another watch
I'm never running outta time
Making money wit the pen we call that a pension
She smart and she poppin it she got my attention
If you don't f*ck wit my shit then
Why you all in my mentions
These shades I got came wit fake nigga prevention
Word to the wise
Lyrical exercise
GQ and the grammys the only time you'll see a nigga on his suit and tie
Tryna find my limits
Somewhere in the skies
Then I realize
I'm free
"For one chance
Just one chance
To come back here and tell our enemies
That they may take our lives
But they'll never take...
Our Freedom"
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Writer: Jacques Johnson
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