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letra de freedom - vin villa

[verse 1: vin villa]
i want to be as free as the spirits of those who left
i’m talking malcolm, coltrane, my man yusef
masha’allah to my akhi
kuyas and all my ates
vinny puro ma arte
hindi wala sina sabi
ako ay pilipino
born and raised in the angels
nestled in the harbor where the dirty water
will make you or break you
take a sip of this elixir, get shook
cargo with all this booty
we pirates, merchants and crooks
free the prisoners, abolition is key
these wall that they try to box us in
have no bearing on me
i’m a dove up above, i’m just using my wings
i’m a cut up above, playa please don’t try me
maybe if i get your ear, i could tell you bout revolution
innovation in heaven presented in revelations
and you would see that within the art is the movement
keeping the party moving while the people keep grooving
it’s a celebration, cuz i am finally feeling free
i’m just tryna plant seeds
i’m just tryna grow trees
have a garden that’s abundant
feed the people with this wisdom
break prisons with prisms while this waters flowing
keep this water flowing
cuz with every single word that i speak is a cold piece
of this world that we live in
warrior cochise
f-ck your dollar partner
ffd ’til we all free

[verse 2: dr. shana l. redmond]
do you hear the water’s edge
and the boats that brought me here
the sweat and hustle that makes me without equal
without peer
do you hear the intersections of east 42nd and central
mixed with west florence and south normandie
or do your ears only know who and where you want me to be
do you hear the beats that made us turn counter clockwise
stomping the dust against the force of the west
the spears and drums that i’ve inherited
the mark of my n0blesse
behind that motherf-cker, do you hear my bachelor’s degree
my master’s? my phd?
do you hear o’th-llo from this booth made on my dime
my time
can you hear the sweat and the ‘done it myself’ in my rhyme?
what about the jazz, free and experimental
that links the pacific
the ancestors whose h-rns low and frame my lyrics
the sounds of solidarity that sing asia and africa
the bandung in me
the thriller behind steel bars
the bambaataa
can you hear the uprisings, rebellion, themese of revolutionary insurrection
haiti, south central, the rebellious sp-ces that resist correction
hear my tagalog, espanol, my english in its imperfect perfection
an independent creation of my design, my mind, my direction
can you, will you, hear the vision and potential in me?
hear my heart, my struggle, my soul, without the ‘d’

- vin villa

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