Liberation
Algiers, LaToya Kent, Big Rube
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There's a fine line between love and hate you see
You can't wait too late or baby I'm on it
There's a fine line between love and hate you see
You can't wait too late or baby I'm on it
Can't worry 'bout what a nigga think, you see
Yeah that's liberation and baby I want it
Can't worry 'bout what another nigga think
Yeah that's liberation and baby I want it
Many times I sit back and contemplate
I'm fresh off the dank but I'm telling my story
See my relationship with my folks is give and take
And I done took so much and I give them my glory
You have a choice to be who you wants to be
It's left over to me and my momma done told me
Said you have a choice to be who you want to be
It's left over to me and my momma done told me
I'm so tired, been so long, strugglin'
Hopelessly seven and forty days
I sacrifice every breath that I breathe
You better believe I'd give my life away
Oh Lord I'm so tired, I'm so tired
My feet feel like I walked most of the road on my own
All on my own
We alive but we ain't livin'
That's why I give it up 'til it's gone 'cause I don't wanna be alone
I don't wanna be alone
Hey, is there anything I can say
That if you find a way to touch your soul
And then make it whole, this thing for you and I
There's not a minute that goes by that I don't believe we can fly
But I can feel it in the wind, the beginning of the end
So people keep your head to the sky
Shake that load off, shake that load off
Shake that load off, shake that load off
Shake that load off, shake that load off
Shake that load off, shake that load off
Shake that load off, shake that load off
Shake that load off, shake that load off
Shake that load off, shake that load off
Shake that load off, shake that load off
(I live) Shake that load off, shake that load off
(Liberation) Shake that load off, shake that load off
(I live) Shake that load off, shake that load off
(Liberation) Shake that load off, shake that load off
(I live) Shake that load off, shake that load off
(Liberation) Shake that load off, shake that load off
(I live) Shake that load off, shake that load off
(Liberation) Shake that load off, shake that load off
(I live) Liberation
(I live) Liberation
(I live) Liberation
(I live) Liberation
Broke in your face, you a superstar
Niggas hang around 'cause of who you are
You get a lot of love 'cause of what you got
They say they happy for you but they really not
Sell a lot of records now you roll a Benz
Roll up in the spot, now you losing friends
And all you wanna do is give the world your heart
Record label make you wanna compromise your art
You make a million dollars, make a million more
First-class broad treat you like a nigga poor
You wanna say wait but you scared to ask
Your worst nightmare's been
I must admit
They plant a lot of things in the brains and veins of my strain
Makes it hard to refrain
From the host of cocaine
From them whores, from the fame
From a post in the game
Makes it hard to maintain focus
Then from the Glock rounds and lock downs and burials
The seeds that's sown get devoured by the same locusts
But it's a hard row to hoe
When the rain don't fall, so the ground is dry
But the roots is strong, so some survive
To your surprise, still our voice they cries
You got more juice than Zeus
Slinging lightning, trying to frighten
The plains dwellers of the Serengeti
But get beheaded when you falsely dreaded
Melanin silicone and collagen injected
Dissected my pride
Who the one gon' get it started?
We be the lion-hearted without infanticide
It's like that red Sprite you can't imagine
Unless you looking at the canvas of life
Not through the peephole of mortality
Single-minded mentality
Getting over on loopholes
Getting paid two-fold on technicalities
Clicking your heels, scared to voice how you feel
Packing steel, picking cotton from the killing fields with no toll
I don't think we in Kansas no more though
Midwest or Dirty South, clean dresser, dirty mouth
Whether robbing preachers or killing poor righteous teachers
You a scared demon, should be allowed to spread semen
And your cowardly lines never define the Jackals of Babel
Running with they pack, tail between your legs
Though the mane on your head say the story
As you downplay your glory, cackling
Helping the shackling of your brethren happen, just by rapping
Libera Ty