Testo FR33DOM - VIC MENSA feat. Zacari
Testo della canzone FR33DOM (VIC MENSA feat. Zacari), tratta dall'album I TAPE
Dark has no existence
Without light, without light
Day has no existence
Without night, without night
And death has no existence
Without life, without life
And I have no existence
Without love, without love
This ain't non-violence, this is that prison break
This is San Quentin, State Troopers and looters and sirens
I could die any day, I got affiliates
I am not new to this drama, deep rooted in karma
No buddha my foolies, turn you to exotic
We do not speak Urdu, we Zulu Bambatta
We shoot at the pigs, hakuna matata
We bust your head, like you a piñata (bitch)
Let it blow like Hugh Masakela
You haters be all on my dick, like urologist
This ain't no (this ain't no, this ain't no)
This ain't no hoe shit
This is that Weatherman Underground, capital burning down
This is explosive
Fuck is they talking about? We got the power now
This world is ours now, we got ambition and focus
Banana clips and gorillas and soldiers
This for the vultures that pillage the culture
And you know this, man
We ain't scared of hoelice
We ain't scared of hoelice
We ain't scared of hoelice
We ain't scared of hoelice
This ain't no kumbaya, this is that coup d'état
This ain't no woo-sah, this shit is, this shit is stupid hard
This is that do or die
This is that voodoo, that Bruja, Toussaint Louverture
Going federal, like I sold fentanyl, dope in the vein
That product that ye, the city behind me Ali Bumbaye
Yeah, this is that (this is that, this is that)
By any means
This is that hunger that rumble the stomach of fiends
This is the theme of the thieves
This is the reason we bleed
This poverty a disease, this why got ninas and beams
Red dot on your heads like a Sikh
Or maybe a Hindu, don't mean to offend you
It made me an atheist
You won't believe what I been through
This time of unrest ain't no need to be civil
This kind of pain feel a demon is in you
This is the evil they give to the people
It come back around, it's the Wheel of Ezekiel
This militant realism, made me these millions
Save money army, we ain't no civilians
I'm in the gauntlet, I'm Marcus Aurelius
'Til we get free, yeah
You have one minute left
Alright I love y'all, man everybody
Troy I love you like a sister though
Thank you for using securus, goodbye
All that I want, spread my wings and soar
Like an eagle
That to me is freedom, freedom, freedom
I can feel freedom, yeah it's freedom, like an eagle
Like an eagle
All I ever wanted wasn't around?
I ever wanted when it's down
I ever wanted rather be around
So, I ever wanted wasn't me around
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Like an eagle
Freedom
Like it's freedom
Like an eagle
Like an eagle
(Oh, quick) before it's too late (quick)
Before it's too late (quick)
Before it's too late (quick)
Before it's too late (quick)
Before it's too late (quick)
Before it's too late
Credits
Writer(s): Malik Yusef El Shabbaz Jones, Peter Cottontale, Victor Kwesi Mensah, Nesbitt Mayabi Wesonga Jr., Zacari Moses I Pacaldo, Brian Harrington
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