GQ Freestyle

Now, what's freedom to you?
Let's talk about it, take a minute
Think it through
I'm all about it, but the concept seems new
The coppers still shoot us down
On Channel 5 news
Lock us up for anythin' we do to pay dues
Some of us woke while some stay snoozed
Zombies walkin' around trippin' over issues
The knowledge is official but
It's often misused
America my masseuse, massagin' my back
Tryna act like
She ain't gonna do me like Pratt
Geronimo, take a leap and lay flat
I'm down to go for my message
To spread across the map
Holy cross on my back got a bullseye on it
I gotta get stoned to fulfill my moment
Oppress my oppressor, suppress the opponent
Channel my ancestor, he wouldn't condone it
In search of the healin' component
Said you would notice
If you took notice, but you too nosey
Time to wake up
Won't you come and smell the hot coffee?
Stick your nose in the wrong places
One day you'll OD
I swear the whole world owe me
I'm nothin' close to the old me
If you never knew me
Then it's too late to be homies
Homie, say fuck what you told me
I'm ridin' out by my lonely
Waitin' for the day the big homie
Take these chains off me