Outkast F/ Erykah Badu, Big Rube, Cee Lo Miscellaneous Liberation And there's a and there's a And there's a and there's a finnne.. linnne Too late to pray that I'm on it.. Ya yeah yeahhhh [OutKast] Y'all uh huh y'all [Andre Benjamin] There's a fine line between love and hate you see Came way too late but baby I'm on it.. And there's a fine line between love and hate you see Can't wait too late but baby I'm on it. Can't worry bout, what a nigga think now see That's Liberation and baby I want it.. Can't worry bout, what anotha nigga think Now that's Liberation and baby I want it.. [Big Boi] (Let me hear it, let me hear it, let me hear those, let me hear those) Many times I sit back and contemplate I'm fresh off the dank, but I'm tellin my story.. My relationship, with my folks is give and take And I done took so much, now gimme my glory To have a choice to be who you wants to be It's left uppa to me, and my momma n'em told me (yes she did) I say to have a choice to be who you wants to be Is left uppa to me, and my momma nem told me [Cee-Lo] No, nooo, noooooooo I'm so tired, it's been so long - struggling, hopelessly Seven and forty days.. heyyy Ohhhh, I sacrifice every breath I breathe To make you believe, I'd give my life awayyyy Oh lord, I'm so tired, I'm so tired My feet feel like I walked most of the road on my owwwwn All on my owwwwn, weeeeeee.. We alive but we ain't livin, that's why I'm givin until it's gone Cause I don't wanna be alone (I don't wanna be alone) I don't wanna be alone.. yeahhhheeeeee Is there anything I can say to help you find your way Touch ya soul, make ya whole, the same for you and I There's not a minute that goes by that I don't believe we can fly.. but I can feel it in the wind The beginning or the end So people keep your head to the skyyyyy [singers in background over interlude] Shake that load off, shake that load off (16X) [unknown singer] Folk in your face, you're a superstar Niggaz hang around cause of who you are You get a lot of love cause of what you got Say they happy for you but they really not Sell alot a' records and you roll a Benz Fall up in the spot now you losin friends All ya wanna do is give the world ya heart Record label tryin to make you compromise ya art You make a million dollars, make a million mo' First class broads treat ya like a nigga po You wanna say "Wait!" but you're scared to ask Ya world starts spinnin and it's movin fast Ya try to stay sane that's the price of fame Spending your life trying to numb the pain Ya shake that load off and sing ya song Liberate the minds, then you go on home.. [Big Rube] I must admit, they planted a lot of things in the brains and the veins of my strain Makes it hard to refrain, from the host of cocaine From them whores, from the flame From a post in the game Makes it hard to maintain focus Then from the glock rounds and lockdowns and burials The seeds that sow, get devoured by the same locusts Cause it's a hard row to hoe if your ass don't move, and the rain don't fall And the ground is dry But the roots are strong, so some survive To your surprise, no one voived their cries You got more juice than Zeus Slangin lightnin tryin to frighten Plains dwellers, of the Serengeti But get beheaded when you falsely dreaded Melanin silicon and collagen injected Dissectin my pride, fool I don't wanna get it started We be the lionhearted, without a fantasy It's like that red sprite, you can't imagine it unless you lookin at the canvas of life and not through the peephole of mortality Single minded mentality Gettin over on loopholes Gettin paid two-fold on technicalities Clickin your heels, scared to bust how you feel Pack the steel Pickin cotton from the killin fields with no toto I don't we in Kansas no mo' though Midwest or Dirty South Clean dressed or dirty mouth Whether robbin preachers or killin Poor Righteous Teachers You a scared demon Shouldn't be allowed to spread semen And your cowardly lies never defyin the jackals of babble Runnin with they pack, tail between your legs Though the man on your head say the story As you downplay your glory Cacklin, helpin the shacklin of your brethern happen Just by rappin.. LIBERATOR.. |
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