Gave Me My Freedom

[Verse 1]
Yo, hip-hop gave me my freedom, like Martin Luther dreaming
A baby’s born and screaming, taking the first breath he breathing
Just like a prisoner leaving incarceration, that feeling
Shattering glass ceilings, unraveling mad meanings
Everyone has demons, that’s why we be blaspheming
Smoking and drinking, but never attend the mass meetings
Unless it’s someone getting shot or taking ass beatings
From perpetrators who, when asked, they never had reasons
Spoke to a young buck who told me that the world’s fucked
A sneaker-wearing, weed-smelling Roach who picking girls up
Brother Malcolm died for black and this is how you ride for him?
OK I’m gonna take you back to where the fucking rhyme begin
Hip-hop gave me my freedom, so see this blood that I’m bleeding?
I bleed it 'cause I feel the pain of something I believe in
You don’t have to believe it, I don’t need your confirmation
And these bogus opinions will never break my concentration
Hip-hop gave me my freedom, simply from lifting the needle
Feeling like I’m participating in something illegal
Gave me a voice that could reverberate among the people
Instead of talking trash on records with a rhyme that’s lethal
Hip-hop gave me my freedom, resuscitated my breathing
That's why I stuck with it so long, could never see me leaving
From 1995 when I was only seventeen and
Young and naive in what it meant to be a human being
Word

[Verse 2]
Yo, Jesus gave me my freedom, carrying a cross and bleeding
And all the stuntin’ in the world won’t change these words I’m reading
Society’s a demon, strangling citizens screaming
And everywhere you look it’s hard to find someone that's decent
So when you wake up in the morning with that fucked up feeling
Know that there is a reason why you seeing this depletion
I am in full agreement, everybody needs some treatment
Internally should be the focus of our achievements
Not the external bullshit that they constantly will feed us
All the statistics and the numbers they use to mislead us
To make some money so that they can quickly up and leave us
And have us paying for their lifestyle, foolish believers
They already deceived us and took us to the cleaners
But we still falling for it like we some distracted dreamers
Chasing a fairy-tale that's authored by these Snake Hyenas
And when we feel a grievance we become like ballerinas
Jesus gave me my freedom, lost from the Garden of Eden
And since that time, the life of man has had a different meaning
So I’m just saying to be careful when a serpent’s speaking
Autonomy is something you won’t have when you a weakling
Jesus gave me my freedom, this is why you hear me teaching
We act like freedom is reserved for only just the weekend
So when you listen, I can only hope that it's intriguing
Enough to make you live a life where you are never sleeping