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Freedom Summer
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MIKE
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Part 1 Cold hugging, road runner on this journey up a cliff Pro blunt if, roll something, he gon' burn me up a spliff Certain it's legit, don't need a surgeon, need my fix up My vices, breathing is priceless, get it like it's psychic Smoking till my eyelid, is a blur But can be reminded, when sh*t occur This sh*t unwelcome to the mindless On the curb, with my wolves on side land On alert for the gold and the diamonds Done my worth, and my goal is to shine it Know my words and my soul is behind it, on this Earth And I'm focused to find it Done my words, and my goal is to shine it Know my worst and my soul is behind it, on this Earth And I'm focused to find it On this Earth and I'm focused to find it Focused to find it Focused to find it ------------------------------------------------------------------ Part 2 ------------------------------------------------------------------ Part 3 Yuh Yuh *cough cough. COUGH* Uh Uh Stare into thе dark, cause I know that's where I'm going Whеre I've gone, to be honest, lotta n***as did me wrong Through the doors, where I'm coming hella strong, still To the day I can't write another song Know my brother got me long wind Feeling like it's the end but, they saying that we ain't even begin Getting older, I search for peace from within Getting closure, forgiveness from all my sins Lock and loaded, I'm trekking into the wind Lost my focus, was letting n***as get in Now my focus is making amends with friends If I don't see tomorrow, I'm praying my brother did Raking another win, taking another hit Uh ------------------------------------------------------------------ Part 4 Ay ay ay ay ay ay uh uhhhh Yuh Let's get it in Yo yo Ay Uh Pain keep me stuck to the floor When the rain, hit the shade for some comfort or more Keep my knuckles in my pockets but my change in the store We ain't talking with our profit, need the bangs and galore Veins looking sore, banging on the door Hanging on the clothesline, till I dry up Thanks to the most high, to my brothers Keep things cause I know God Gon' covet me next cause to the clothesline When they done with me, bang for my bro God For my company, chant to the cold sky I hold my land, reach a goldmine I could hold your hand, you could hold mine Now I'm trekking up, coming from a low time Closed eyes, cherishing the old times I could hold your hand and you could hold mine Now I'm trekking up, coming from a low time Closed eyes, cherishing the old times I could hold my mother when I know I need it Beat on my chest till my soul start speaking Flow hard looking Mozart pieces Show hard in event, whole squad speechless We get it on, supreme echelon Get your teams in a mall to the war zone Treasure bleed from a star, so I'd die for it Need closure, need peace, I won't try for it Treasure bleed from a star, so I'd die for it Need closure, need peace, I won't try for it Treasure bleed from a star, so I'd die for it Need closure, need peace, I won't try for it Treasure bleed from a star, so I'd die for it Need closure, need peace, I won't try for it Yeah
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