Freedom

[Intro: Martin Luther King Jr.]
“I am happy to join with you today
In what will go down in history
As the greatest demonstration
Of freedom in the history of our nation

But 100 years later
The Negro still is not free”

[Verse 1: Worlasi]
Yeah, yeah
My guy nobody be free
Nkrumah said we free
Sometimes I no dey bab or sometimes me I no dey see
But chaley freedom no be free
Look around den see
We all dey hustle irrespective of our discipline

You want freedom so you no wan do what
We all do so, you tryna do your
Your own thing now, the whole world now
Against you now, you never dey bow
The pressure too much, but you can't give up
No not now

Which ever way you go choose
Man go dey sacrifice pass juju
You be Jesus guy or you dey voodoo
Dem go take some money from your susu
(nigga, nigga)

Which ever way you go choose
(nigga, nigga)
Man go dey sacrifice pass juju
(nigga, nigga)
You be Jesus guy or you dey voodoo
(nigga, nigga)
Dem go take some money from your susu

[Hook: Worlasi]
They telling you to
They telling you to uhm
Sit here
Turn around
Don't sit here
Don't roam about there
Now sit here
Turn around

They telling you to

[Verse 2: Poetra Asantewaa]
Simon says sit
Simon says stand
Simon says stick
To rhyme scheme if you want to be grand
Simon says turn around
Simon says stay still
Simon says 'fore you earn the crown you have to pay your bill

See, society's stuck on a drunken stupor
Having dreams on our behalf way before Martin Luther
The system tries to dictate your future
You try to unzip yourself and you'll be made a dress that don't suit ya
So you try to juggle between seeking knowledge and searching for acknowledgment
And in the process of opposing the known to unveil the unknown
All the world sees is 'stupid' embedded in our anatomy
And they spread this notion like the front page of a porn magazine

How do we plunder forth
To reinforce the cause we're fighting for
When we're only seen as rebels without a cause?
How do we shift from making pain our spokesman
And letting our brains do the job, man?
How do we use stories we're told as intel
To make mysteries unfold into prophecies we tell?

So I write, to create an unease
For all with ears to reflect upon these
And take charge over our deeds
Like the conscience of a repentant teen

[Hook 3x]
They telling you to
They telling you to uhm
Sit here
Turn around
Don't sit here
Don't roam about there
Now sit here
Turn around

They telling you to

[Verse 3: Worlasi]
You, you
You, are welcome
Sit, take cola
Your life, be one p3, so, ny3 brother
Don't sit, and wait, and say, that you could have
Wake up, sit up, break that border

Life, like music, today e go rock you
Morrow it cools you down then later bore you
As you dey listen, you dey listen e start dey sweet you
E enter your brain you start dey craze
You just dey hip then hop
Around den dance around if nobody fit come around
You probably go fit nak the ground
Now people start dey come around
You saying you got it
You got your rights, yes you got it
You chose the music but the music took you
Made you it's puppet
Your nose is growing everyday
But you too scared if they cut it
You'll lose your nose and plus
You have to prove to them that you got it
But no one is there
No one even gives a pork how you got it
You made, it they ate it
You failed while we waited
Well anyways it's all your burden