Marcus A. Brown, Imani Truth - Free Slave Lyrics

I think that when there's hopelessness, people revolt
Because it's like there nothing, it's like, you know, it's like we're going
"Is America gon' help us, ever?" you know
'Cause I mean we know for a long time they haven't. Are they, ever?
And it's like all of these things are showing us "No!"
And you know there's somebody going
"No, there not gonna' help! No, there not gonna' help!"
And then of course, we're seeing, no they're not helping us
I mean, we've been slighted, and we want ours
I'm from the side of the Chi where the sun rises
And everyday another one dies from the gun violence
Shorties gettin' wild, these niggas ain't got values
As soon as you get somethin' they trying to get it up out you
It's tragic. I'm in the hood, but I don't glorify it
On the contrary, I'm absolutely horrified
Ever since my homie Carlton and my cousin died
I gotta' watch their babymamas and their daughters cry. Damn
I got a homey wit' a felony that's tellin' me we need one love
We can reach the lower-class, but they too fucked up
And the middle-class worse, 'cause they too stuck up
You know what, fuck it.
We need change, but I don't trust the politicians
And I'm just too realistic to be religious
I guess I gotta' make it my mission to make a difference
So I'm starting with a song, the least you could do is listen
I'm just a free slave in this white man's world (I hope somebody can hear me. I said)
I'm just a free slave in this white man's world (Damn, but you don't hear me tho'. Yo!)
I'm just a free slave in this white man's world (Yeah, that sounds fucked up, don't it)
I'm just a free slave in this white man's world (Yeah, and so are you)
Man, I'm so sick of these fuckin' foreigners
Makin' a killing off of killing us with pork and drugs
Trying to sell me some overpriced skinny-jeans
Like you don't know I need a job? Man, fuck you!
What ever happened to zakat?
But yet you got a corner store on each and every block
Thinkin' it's sweet until some niggas run up in ya' spot
'Cause they ain't eating, now ya' body leaking from the
Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
How the fuck could you ignore me when I look like you?
The old people in my hood yellin' call them troops
Not even understanding how it affects them too
Screw it. We need change, but I don't fuck wit' politicians
And I'm just too realistic to be religious
I guess I gotta' make it my mission to make a difference
So I'm starting with a song, the least you could do is listen
I'm just a free slave in this white man's world (Even though it used to be mines, but now)
I'm just a free slave in this white man's world (They don't give a fuck about me)
I'm just a free slave in this white man's world (Man, they got us trapped)
I'm just a free slave in this white man's world (We gotta' take it back)
The best way to make a man feel free is to tell him so
And the best way to stunt is growth is to put a cap on how far he can go
Freed slaves in a white man's world have become raped and beaten slaves
Turned into a white man's girl
Different shades have been invaded by a white man's DNA
So now everyday we pray that this slavery will cease to replay in our minds
They said I was free, but everyday they secretly, but yet directly enslave me
Of African decent, but on this American continent
How can we be from both people? Be aware of your consciousness
I'm just a free slave in this white man's world (I feel like fuckin' some shit up!)
I'm just a free slave in this white man's world (Yo, shout out to RedMan)
I'm just a free slave in this white man's world (They trying to kill us!)
I'm just a free slave in this white man's world (We finna' die! Somebody help!)

I think that when there's hopelessness, people revolt
Because it's like there nothing, it's like, you know, it's like we're going
"Is America gon' help us, ever?" you know
'Cause I mean we know for a long time they haven't. Are they, ever?
And it's like all of these things are showing us "No!"
And you know there's somebody going
"No, there not gonna' help! No, there not gonna' help!"
And then of course, we're seeing, no they're not helping us
I mean, we've been slighted, and we want ours
I'm from the side of the Chi where the sun rises
And everyday another one dies from the gun violence
Shorties gettin' wild, these niggas ain't got values
As soon as you get somethin' they trying to get it up out you
It's tragic. I'm in the hood, but I don't glorify it
On the contrary, I'm absolutely horrified
Ever since my homie Carlton and my cousin died
I gotta' watch their babymamas and their daughters cry. Damn
I got a homey wit' a felony that's tellin' me we need one love
We can reach the lower-class, but they too fucked up
And the middle-class worse, 'cause they too stuck up
You know what, fuck it.
We need change, but I don't trust the politicians
And I'm just too realistic to be religious
I guess I gotta' make it my mission to make a difference
So I'm starting with a song, the least you could do is listen
I'm just a free slave in this white man's world (I hope somebody can hear me. I said)
I'm just a free slave in this white man's world (Damn, but you don't hear me tho'. Yo!)
I'm just a free slave in this white man's world (Yeah, that sounds fucked up, don't it)
I'm just a free slave in this white man's world (Yeah, and so are you)
Man, I'm so sick of these fuckin' foreigners
Makin' a killing off of killing us with pork and drugs
Trying to sell me some overpriced skinny-jeans
Like you don't know I need a job? Man, fuck you!
What ever happened to zakat?
But yet you got a corner store on each and every block
Thinkin' it's sweet until some niggas run up in ya' spot
'Cause they ain't eating, now ya' body leaking from the
Dear Mr. President, tell me what to do
How the fuck could you ignore me when I look like you?
The old people in my hood yellin' call them troops
Not even understanding how it affects them too
Screw it. We need change, but I don't fuck wit' politicians
And I'm just too realistic to be religious
I guess I gotta' make it my mission to make a difference
So I'm starting with a song, the least you could do is listen
I'm just a free slave in this white man's world (Even though it used to be mines, but now)
I'm just a free slave in this white man's world (They don't give a fuck about me)
I'm just a free slave in this white man's world (Man, they got us trapped)
I'm just a free slave in this white man's world (We gotta' take it back)
The best way to make a man feel free is to tell him so
And the best way to stunt is growth is to put a cap on how far he can go
Freed slaves in a white man's world have become raped and beaten slaves
Turned into a white man's girl
Different shades have been invaded by a white man's DNA
So now everyday we pray that this slavery will cease to replay in our minds
They said I was free, but everyday they secretly, but yet directly enslave me
Of African decent, but on this American continent
How can we be from both people? Be aware of your consciousness
I'm just a free slave in this white man's world (I feel like fuckin' some shit up!)
I'm just a free slave in this white man's world (Yo, shout out to RedMan)
I'm just a free slave in this white man's world (They trying to kill us!)
I'm just a free slave in this white man's world (We finna' die! Somebody help!)