Yeah it's on the street it's under your feet
It's everywhere
But if you're looking for free
Don't look at me my enemy became my country
On the run, officer put down the gun
Native son, I never wanted to own one
Native son, both of us want to be someone
It's so hard, is it so hard for a native son
To be free?
Tears fallen from the sky
Fallen to the ground bullets start to fly
He's hurt, he's in the dirt on my word
I did not take his life
Don't want to run away
This isn't in my father's plans
I know I can't stay
If I stay I know what's next
On the run, officer put down the gun
Native son, I never wanted to own one
Native son, all of us want to be someone
It's so hard, is it so hard for a native son
To be free? Free
Yeah yeah yea yeah yeah yeah yea-yea yeah
Yeah yeah yea-yea-yea yeah
Free on the run, officer put down the gun
Native son, I never wanted to own one
Native son, both of us want to be someone
It's so hard, is it so hard for a native son
To be free? Free free yeah