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letra de free - graffik

[verse 1]
i been know as the control master
but i ain’t come to f-ck around, i’m tryna go platinum
even though that all my hope has sunk
i still got a lot of hate that i was programmed from
probably need a little relief, i figure the least
but i should find i new way to start fixing the pieces of my brain that are missing
i’m giving it tweaks
tryna aim for dismissing all the history seen
you probably thinking this a basket case
why he acting strange?
he started f-cking with the bad ones and began to change
so i’m happy that not one of us stayed connected
but now it’s having me thinking i gotta take protection
what a f-cked up day
i need some uncut eighth
but what he does somedays are just incredible
but he still ain’t respectable
i can’t be defensive because everyone got a retinue
and i could give a f-ck about your rapping sk!ll
none of you gon’ do sh-t without a m-ss appeal
and it’s ironic that you looking like a rodent
because every single moment of your life been on that hamster wheel

[chorus]
free, free, free
free, free, free

[verse 2]
tryna organize a former life
pictures in my eyes of me soaring high in sorted skies
i don’t see the point in breathing ’til i’m 45
to end up past my prime and live with a distorted mind
being a gentleman had left me when
i realized being affluent was through a devilment
a bunch of settlements, living with embellishment
made by those reckoned to be angelic and heaven-sent
don’t even feel like writing a single f-cking word
’cause when i think, it f-ckin’ hurts
and anything that comes with perks of winging a f-ckin’ verse that got no significance
actually kinda sad, but i ain’t changing it
i’m displaying it so i can see what you can make of it
but if you can’t do nothing, apologies, i’m sorry
please forgive me for the time you spent hearing me disguise deceit

[chorus]
free, free, free
free, free, free

[verse 3]
this is just a bunch of f-ckin’ thoughts that i tossed aside
i’m tryna go from ostracized to a party life
and i bet you think an hour seems long
i been looking for some sense but found no resource
not at crowded street corners or down between floors
i feel isolated, look at the powers he sought
now he’s got his own grave to put flower wreath’s on
always wondered what no one offered the sound of peace for

[outro]
rip

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