trying days and times All I need is to be free I can?t do it on my own Lord can you deliver me? There are trials still to come It?s salvation that I
Or too much? Am I far flung fantasy Setting free enmity? And making friends from enemies And bridges for the in-betweens For the highwayman on the low road The tired back with a large load The trials
gun out, and bet I get another one tonight Your brother died, bet your mother lose another son tonight I'm clever, only time we party, when we beat a body Or when they free
These moments won't belong to you, tomorrow Well here I am, here I stand, here I be Behind this mic tryin'a set my life free Let my shit be testimony
and the truest MC on the mic I wrote over 500 songs, pick what you like It ain't easy bein me, by day or night But it's easy bein free to recite what
lie, if I told ya that I never thought of death My nigga, we the last ones left And life goes on Yeah nigga, I got the word as hell You blew trial and
up) Them fans go (up) I'm number one in this bitch and I'ma (stay there) We the best of the best Grind while you haters asleep I'm yelling free weezy
magazines Or watch me on the TV screen If you ever tryin' to take for me That's gon' be the last day you breath Nobody here rides for free You fuckin'
'Posed to be, the land of the Free I don't see how count me in Oh, America, oh, America, yeah America, America Sweet land of Liberty y'all I'm doing
'Posed to be land of the free, I don't see how Count me in, oh, Amerika Oh, Amerika, Amerika, Amerika Sweet land of liberty, y'all I'm doing this one
[Trick Daddy] 'Posed to be... Land of the free I don't see how Count me in Uh America Oh America Ha-ha-ha America (America) Sweet land of liberty y'all
sixth four. dont fuck wit them big boys. free to live fresh like them Mel guy. fuck ya come wit a knife for its similar to Columbine and Free dont get
lot of different people Wwomen, I know, family members, things we go through, y'know? And it just means that, sister I understand You can't have trials
m in with these youngins lookin' to feel me out Hollerin' 'bout how they gonna hit on me now Niggas is real wild bangin' before trial New kicks new trial
He?s always with me Oh, you can?t tell me, that He won?t step in and rescue me You can?t tell me, that He didn?t die, just to set me free Don?t try
I'm going there no more to roam I am just going over Jordan I am just going over home I'll soon be free from every trial And this form will rest beneath
Whoo! It sure is hot out here Ya know? I don't mind though Just glad to be free Know what I'm saying, uh! Take the shackles off my feet so I can dance
my mother She said, she?d meet me when I come I?m only going over Jordan I?m only going over home I?ll soon be free from every trial My body asleep