I Want to Be Free

<br>You think oakland california is a city of punks<br><br>It only takes a second, to pop the trunk<br><br>And just like that you know its real<br><br>Youre in the right damn town to get killed<br><br>Its all about the game, and nothin else<br><br>You come out here, you better watch yourself<br><br>Cause you can wear what you want, even blue or red<br><br>But cross the wrong brothers, and end up dead<br><br>You catch a body full of bullets, and get blasted<br><br>Tryin to be a gangsta but you just aint lastin<br><br>This little town is gettin wild as hell<br><br>Check the penetentiaries and all the jails<br><br>If they could lock us all up that would be just fine<br><br>Got my partners from oakland doin serious time<br><br>You cant argue with the truth its hard to be black<br><br>But its a mindgame, and you gotta deal with that<br><br>I wake up everyday and I just cant wait<br><br>To make mo money, cause back in the days<br><br>When I rapped, I did the same damn thing I do now<br><br>Grab the microphone, and show you how<br><br>But I was broke, the only thing I had was game<br><br>I started makin money and knew things would change<br><br>Bought a benz, thought it might earn respect<br><br>But the opd, found it hard to accept<br><br>I got jacked by the task and jacked by the vice<br><br>Face down on the ground keep my hands in sight<br><br>Put the handcuffs on backseat Im in it<br><br>Illegal search for about thirty minutes<br><br>Askin me, wheres the dope<br><br>Wheres my gun, but I dont know<br><br>I said Im rappin, they laugh like I told a joke<br><br>And to this day they think Im sellin coke<br><br><br><br>I want to be free! (and thats the truth) ohhh yeahhh<br><br>I want to be free! ohhh yeahhh<br><br><br><br>I be in oakland california every day of my life<br><br>Bass so hard you think Im smokin a pipe<br><br>And if I dont smoke it, I gots to grind<br><br>Searched all my stuff, and all you find<br><br>Is a pocket full of money count seven gs<br><br>Now you wanna think Im sellin keys<br><br>Cause Im a black man, but I run my own business<br><br>So why the police wanna send me to prison<br><br>They see a brother makin major cash<br><br>They knock a patch out his black ass<br><br>And thats the truth, you cant argue you at all<br><br>Tryin to give you ten years for a phone call<br><br>Aint even trippin on the dank smoke<br><br>Cause all they wanna find, is guns and coke<br><br>In court all the time tryin to fight it<br><br>We get rich, we get indeibted<br><br>So whats the problem officer this time? <br><br>Is havin big money bein black a crime? <br><br>Or did you take me to jail, to teach me a lesson<br><br>Charge me with somethin, or just ask questions<br><br>About the brothers I hang around<br><br>Whats really goin on in the oakland town<br><br>Tell me who went broke, and who got rich<br><br>But too $hort baby just aint no snitch<br><br>You say youre just doin your job<br><br>But youre gettin on my nerves, just like bob<br><br>Everytime I hit a corner, I see you<br><br>Always tellin brothers what to do<br><br>You lock me up cause I dont know how to act<br><br>But Im down for mine so I be talkin back<br><br>And when I do, you treat me bad as hell<br><br>Im sick of spendin nights in jail<br><br><br><br>I want to be free! (and thats the truth) ohhh yeahhh<br><br>I want to be free! ohhh yeahhh<br><br><br><br>Got out of jail about fo-fifteen<br><br>Walkin down the street like a broke dopefiend<br><br>Had a pocket full of money tryin to play the role<br><br>Benz got towed and I was hella cold<br><br>But I aint trippin, Im gettin used to it now<br><br>Handcuffed your boy took me straight downtown<br><br>For three warrants, had to catch me sooner or later<br><br>Cause the five-ohs always tryin to jack a playa<br><br>For no reason, wasnt doin nothin wrong<br><br>You think Im lyin, singin that same ol song<br><br>Well Im a black man, ridin in a benz<br><br>How in the hell did I make these ends? here we go<br><br>I pull over to the right<br><br>Stop the engine keep my hands in sight<br><br>I start cursin, cause it dont make sense<br><br>Why would I run and try to jump a fence<br><br>If I was plannin, a smooth getaway<br><br>I never woulda stopped in the first place<br><br>Youd be high speed chasin me but this time you aint<br><br>Cause all I got on me is a big fat bank<br><br>And I hope I dont get robbed by you know who<br><br>Make me donate some gs to the boys in blue<br><br>And if I sue, I wont get nothin back<br><br>But I aint mad... Im just black...<br><br><br><br>I want to be free! ohhh yeahhh<br><br>I want to be free! ohhh yeahhh<br><br>I want to be free! ohhh yeahhh<br><br>I want to be free! ohhh yeahhh