Tekster:
Freedom Call Carry On

Carry on, carry on The chanting has begun A hymn of fame and glory - forever And ride on, ride on In union we are strong A symphony for freedom and glory

silence of seasons on We relive abridge sails afloat As to call light the soul shall sing Of the velvet sailors course on Of the velvet sailors course on

off With freedom now to do the things I choose Well all my times my own and I've got nothin' left but sleepin' time to lose There's no one here to carry on

Nigga call A G eighth, jail I can't see me in A year's too long it's only shorter you got three in I run with niggas on the run from 25 Y'all only heard

in the world And it's hard but I'm still trying Not to fall and risk my freedom Again trying to ball While waiting for this pussy ass job To call and

the kids short on loot But high on dreams To all the kids watching T.V Like, "Yo, I wish that was me" And all the kids pressing rewind On 'Let's Get

to watch another pill disolve Be free from this, be free Go on and call to Him Be free from this, be free Go on and call to Him A given reason for

with gates Middle class families are moving upstate While the younger generation selling cake Trying to immitate mixtapes It's all final, big locks on the Verrazano Get fined BB conduct on

life n tha times wit niggaz on tha grind white collared criminals climb the corporate ladder while niggaz like me gotta sell coke n crack riskin my freedom