[Chorus - Sample (Freeway)]
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We are people, who've been tried through time (that's right)
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Rejected by society (not just black people but people in general)
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Left to wander deaf, dumb and blind (ya know)
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We know the depth of darkness, ignorance's shame (uh huh)
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A people lost without a name (Free)
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Without a name, ohhh, what a shame
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But now here we are ...
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[Verse 1 - Freeway]
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Yeah, this how it started, the beginning it was me alone
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It's '09, I look around, it's me alone
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Huh, no "Love Jones", No Nia Long
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And my kids still askin "are we there yet?
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Did we make it to the top dad?"
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"My bad
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We just made it to the middle, gettin paid a little
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So you know what that means, y'all could play a little
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But I still gotta work a lot, close the locks"
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Niggaz see me on the tube, they think I'm worth a lot
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And if they try to take y'all, I'm gonna murk the block
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Pull out and squirt the block, hurt the block
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I don't care if I alert the cops, call the S.W.A.T.
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When I blast, bodies drop like Pilates class
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Throw on the mask, then I palm the glock
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If y'all niggaz try to hide, I'm a find ya ass
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[Chorus - Sample (Freeway)]
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We are people, who've been tried through time
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Rejected by society (I'm tempted)
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Left to wander deaf, dumb and blind (know what I mean)
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We know the depth of darkness, ignorance's shame
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(How I'm supposed to react?)
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A people lost without a name (uh huh)
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Without a name, ohh, what a shame
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But now here we are ...
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[Verse 2 - Freeway]
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Here we are, face to face, we didn't grow with no silver spoons
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Hopin to find, a strip we can grind on
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A connect we can rely on, my God
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Philly Freezer used to hustle on the block
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Listenin to songs on the tape deck before the iPod
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Yeah, some niggaz used to grind hard
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While other niggaz used to take checks
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Niggaz that grind had it out with the cops
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Niggaz that took checks, faced a quick death
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They was shootin out 'til not a clip left
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Wind up goin out in a box
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And I wind up rollin out in a box Porsche
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'Lo sport from the shorts to the socks to the shirt
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Yeah, I'm gonna make this rap thing work, watch
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[Chorus - Sample (Freeway)]
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We are people (that's right), who've been tried through time
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(Trials and tribulations)
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Rejected by society
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Left to wander deaf, dumb and blind (just wakin up)
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We know the depth of darkness
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(Goin through your normal day is a trial)
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Ignorance's shame (it's all a test)
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A people lost (from God) without a name (you gotta find yourself)
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Without a name, ohh, what a shame (that's right)
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But now here we are ...
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Free People
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Freeway |