Constant Struggle (Propane Mix)

[Verse 1: Ghostface Killah] Ayo, ayo, I love my friends but I can't walk in the mall Can't go to the parking. Just shoot some ball I forgot what it's like to be invisible Walking the streets without a soul knowing my name Slave to the fame, but I chose this lane So I graciously embrace it All praises due to Allah, sometimes just sit in the car With the blacked out windows, staring at the well around me Step out and they all surround me (Yo yo, yo Ghost, oh shit) I'm free but it's a constant struggle to maintain I ain't free to stand outside and enjoy the rain I ain't free to stand in the crowd at a Mary J. show I ain't free to walk the block without someone like, "Yo!" I don't wanna be left alone I need a littlе privacy for someone is live as mе [Chorus: Ghostface Killah] A little freedom for myself, freedom from the Press Freedom from the Cash Rule, money and stress It's a constant struggle that makes you stronger Spend your money on your health so you can live longer [Verse 2: Killah Priest] Turn off my cellphone, won't read my mail when I'm home LL to the dome, I'ma spend all alone Come out my shell in the zone I feel free, not guilty Find the real me, find anxiety Time to heal me, delete my Facebook page I'm good looking with age On social media, I have you put in the grave My foot in the maze, this labyrinth is bad for strength Push my pad to his length Tapped him with slabs to lift Relax like a bag of piff with candles lit Study the health and wealth Never abandon ship The Sun of Man with tips on how to lift it within us [Chorus: Ghostface Killah] A little freedom for myself, freedom from the Press Freedom from the Cash Rule, money and stress It's a constant struggle that makes you stronger Spend your money on your health so you can live longer A little freedom for myself, freedom from the Press Freedom from the Cash Rule, money and stress It's a constant struggle that makes you stronger Spend your money on your health so you can live longer [Verse 3: Bishop Lamont] Freedom is as freedom does Freedom, or the absence of freedom, we wouldn't be talking about it if we really was See them and think them free, but easily Become a commodity when they break the law and get sentenced by the judge The clouds of oppression in the sky, don't budge So we never see the Sun sun, father never sees his son So the Sun's like Dems and he never shines like one Get overlooked like the truth in the book See, history don't calculate the lives that evil done took But God says forgive though, but I can't forget, no, the ghost of the Igbo Who whispered from a watery grave, "You are our only hope" Modern times that intertwine that Jim Crow design You too distracted by IG and what you viewing online? You want them likes, need that love because we empty inside See over information causes numbing sensation Keeps depression, homicide and suicide escalating Freedom's kind of vague when there's all types of slaves Slaves to the money, slaves to the fame Slaves to addiction, slaves to the pain Slaves to the flesh, well you fill on the blanks [Chorus: Ghostface Killah] A little freedom for myself, freedom from the Press Freedom from the Cash Rule, money and stress It's a constant struggle that makes you stronger Spend your money on your health so you can live longer A little freedom for myself, freedom from the Press Freedom from the Cash Rule, money and stress It's a constant struggle that makes you stronger Spend your money on your health so you can live longer