Free

Carry on, keep calm Stay strong, heat's on Sent from the bench, I don't need to stretch I keep demons and feed em the peons Teen al exxin out his name and mountin shame He fouled quick out the game And found a mountain route for a couch potato Paid luego Haze and delay the pain Be right back I need my axe Enactin a virile wrath I bleed my rap And happen to feel like that should be my plan of action Man is flat askin to see my map Travel with me on a flashback Teen with the backpack half-strapped hassled for man tats Dream laughed at by the lab rats See him hittin blackjack, sippin with the Rat Pack, sittin on a fat stack When the sin divides In a sense, divine Innocence is diminished with the time Certain things were sure hurtin me But I won't concede and I Hope to see that I'm free Won't concede and I Hope to see that I'm Fix a mixture with the liquor Get a pitcher, sip it quicker, gettin sicker Missed the fixture when the sickness hit ya Slip but still be fit to lean in for the picture One hip shy of the hooray Truth in the crusade Losin the Kool-Aid too late New wave sellers been cool with the doomsday Tell em how the boot taste When the sin divides In a sense, divine Innocence is diminished with the time Certain things were sure hurtin me But I won't concede to thee Hope to see that I'm free Won't deceive the mind Hope to see that I'm free Won't concede this time I can see that I'm free That I'm free