Always Be Free

Intro (PF Elle)
I don’t wanna’ be, I don’t wanna’ be
I don’t wanna’ be, I don’t wanna’ be

Verse One (Funky DL)
I don’t wanna’ be a slave to a system
That cares more about my money than about my wisdom
Designed to take from me, disregarding my position
And when I wanna protest ain’t nobody wanna listen
And when they start to listen, try convince me of they vision
A bullshit fiction
When I’m no longer living’s when you probably sound convincing
Until that day I’m treating what you say with some suspicion
I am but one man, and I am powerful
So I ain’t got a problem making all of them accountable
They thought they could devise something that’s wholly insurmountable
Thought your plan came together, smiling like you Hannibal
But I pity you fools, I’m incompatible
I should tell you fuck you, take a sabbatical
But then you probably put me in chains, call me a radical
But I really can't get with this trajectory
Stopping me producing for myself like a vasectomy
Cos’ ain’t nobody standing next to me who gonna speak for me
The way that I can speak
Don't know my heart, don’t feel my pain, ain't got my technique
Nobody in the world was ever me
Unless reincarnation has obscured my memory
And even if it did, I don’t subscribe to those beliefs
Just like they way they don’t subscribe to my relief
But I’mma’ always be free, yeah
And I’mma always be me, D, yeah

Chorus (PF Elle)
Can’t live in fear of the shooter
(no I) can’t measure life by the ruler
I’m not in need of a tutor
(I’m not in need, I’m not in need)
(cause’ I’m) just living life how I’m sure of

Verse Two (Funky DL)
I don’t wanna’ be slave to the rules and it ain’t only me
And just cos’ I comply it doesn’t mean that I agree
And if I don’t protest it doesn’t mean I acquiesce
It just means I know the battles I can win and not regress
Calculate when I think, amalgamate that with ink
The power of my words are so succinct, no chinks in my armour
So bring your drama, cos’ when your karma meets my karma
You bound to be fry like Futurama, Brrrrrak like I’m Obama
The system try’na’ eat people up like J. Dahmer
But let me remind you I’m the Son of a Brown Bomber
That African blood that comes from the South East of Ghana
Nothing like the Copacabana, huh’, it’s like my voice is all I have
They exploiting all the math for all the choices that I have
It’s a cowardice that makes you wanna leave the people powerless
And I ain’t never sign up, so I ain’t down for this
I know you got your procedures and red tape
But I can see through it despite no red cape
But that was your mistake, cos’ you thought I was just Clark
You cannot see the fire in my heart when it’s just sparks
Yo’, but it’s a domino effect
Cos’ the sparks are the ignition to the flames that I project, huh
Yeah, I do subscribe to these beliefs
I was free when I was born and nothing’s changed except for me, I’m free

Chorus (PF Elle)