'bout Freedom gotta win it Gotta put yourself smack dab in it Hey tomorrow Now don't you go away 'Cause freedom Just might come your way Freedom keep
head Five kids and I fed them all with board, bread and spread Them was my muthafuckaz Treated them like sistaz and brothaz But somehow fell out of place Fuckin with they punk ass mother
it's a hustle, it's a hustle every day of life, And it's enough to keep your head above the water, see. It seems the older I get the more freedom I
pinned beneath a vacant hip " Monsieur, si vous voulez, ca sera un honneur pour nous Si vous venez avec moi a la maison pour manger avec ma femme " When I was 17 my mother
more than me And whatever you got is more than mine so nigga let me see Cause jealousy's reality when it comes to niggaz bread And snitches go from rags
't be framed Come and take my hand everybody can Mothers hide your babies Teach your children what the good book says Righteous Never forsaken Or their seed begging bread
done Mother, Father, do you know Why one man's belly overflows? Another sleeps in hunger's bed Oh, we trade our world for a piece of bread Oh, Mother
only guilty of their innocence Freedom is just business as usual Ugly, the ignorant are looking beautiful Help me because I wanna warn the citizens Every one's only guilty of their innocence Freedom
what I see and know that freedom ain't free lord Ain't no where to run There ain't nothing here for free He'll see what I see and know that freedom ain
I fed em all, with moldy bread and spreads Them was my motherfuckers, treated em like sisters and brothers But somehow I fell out of place, fucking with they punk ass mother
everybody can Come and take my hand everybody can Mothers hide your babies Teach your children what the good book says Righteous never forsaken Or their seed begging bread
done Mother, father do you know Why one man's belly overflows Another sleeps in hunger's bed Oh, we trade our world for a piece of bread Oh Mother,
bread and 7-Up cake I'm so happy mama, you learned how to text It tears me up inside when I don't visit Cache Creek Casino, On Mother's Day I put you
sweep I could work hard all my life and in the end still suffer Cause the world is controlled by you lazy motherfuckers [Chorus] Lazy motherfucker, lazy mother-fucker You's a lazy motherfucker, lazy mother
s done Mother, father do you know Why one man's belly overflows Another sleeps in hunger's bed Oh, we trade our world for a piece of bread Oh Mother
