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Like pretty much all of my songs, this one is based on true events. Namely, the dreaded act of being “pulled-over” by the police for breaking some random victim-less road crime. It feels like its more of a shake-down for government revenue than actually keeping the roads safe. After 9/11 the U.S.S.A is becoming more of an ape-shit police state and these armed goons have been known to murder and even seriously injure the cattle (citizens) of this country. Just go on YouTube and search “police brutality” videos and you’ll get the idea. My point of this song is that the priorities of the law enforcement are all wrong. Leave us alone. We want freedom. Go solve some real crimes. But if you do get pulled over… stay sharp, don’t make the cop feel threatened in any way, your safety and freedom could depend on it. This song is from the “Rushed Again 2″ album. Please share it with your friends if you agree. Peace!!!

UPDATE: Check out the music video for Freedom Here!

Lyrics:

 

God give me freedom, some kind of freedom,

I want to live my life in peace

I don’t want lip from the fucking police

I just want to chill, God, just chill when I creep

I’m saying, God give me freedom, some kind of freedom,

I want to live my life in peace

I don’t want lip from the fucking police

I just want to chill, God, just chill when I creep

 

 

Traffi coming through, Creepin in my ride,

Till I hear the “Woop Woop” and I see them lights

Yeah they wanna fuck with you

Cuz they got the time, and they got them nines

Look out from behind!

They aint serving and protecting, they’re more like tax collecting

Cuz they issue more tickets than they do solve crimes

Murders and rapists? They don’t want those guys

They’re looking for pot smokers and jokers sniffing lines

Now I see em walking up to my car from side

I got my ID out to identify

My hands on the steering wheel in plain sight

Music turned off, quiet as a mime

Cuz you see I’m not a threat, I wanted him to know this

Cuz like dealing with a baboon please don’t provoke him

He stands behind my window, hand on the pump

“Do you have some ID?” so I hold it up

He grabs my card slowly, hand by the holster

“Do you know how fast you’re going?” – Psssht – I shrug my shoulders

Not a peep, no self-incrimination,

Every time you talk to police it’s an interrogation.

 

I Say

God give me freedom, some kind of freedom,

I want to live my life in peace

I don’t want lip from the fucking police

I just want to chill, God, just chill when I creep

I’m saying, God give me freedom, some kind of freedom,

I want to live my life in peace

I don’t want lip from the fucking police

I just want to chill, God, just chill

God I want to chill, God, Just chill

God I want to chill, God, Just chill

God I want freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom,

Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom

 

Back in my ride tell no truth and tell no lie

He said step out the car, and slowly I comply

Keep my mouth shut, homie, cuz I aint talking

I rolled up the window closed the door and I locked it

If he wanna search my car he gotta dig in my pockets

“And I don’t consent to no search of my property”

He said it doesn’t matter he gone call a K9

To come sniff my car for ‘Cane and St. Ides

And I don’t give a fuck I got nothing to hide

I’m just trying to prove a point, I’m trying to draw the line

I don’t see no victims here, I don’t see no crimes?

Nothing’s been committed here, nothing has occurred

He just picked me out at random to harass me on the curb

Go and solve some real crimes, fucker, leave us all alone!

 

I want freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom,

Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom

God give me freedom, some kind of freedom,

I want to live my life in peace

I don’t want lip from the fucking police

I just want to chill, God, just chill when I creep

I’m saying, God give me freedom, some kind of freedom,

I want to live my life in peace

I don’t want lip from the fucking police

I just want to chill, God, just chill

God I want to chill, God, Just chill

God I want to chill, God, Just chill

God I want freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom,

Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom

God give me freedom, some kind of freedom,

I want to live my life in peace

I don’t want lip from the fucking police

I just want to chill, God, just chill when I creep

I’m saying, God give me freedom, some kind of freedom,

I want to live my life in peace

 

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