Liberation

[Intro: Ronald Reagan]

"...But only here, did that little band of men so advanced beyond their time

That the world has never seen their like since

Evolve the idea that you and I

Have within ourselves the God-given right

And the ability to determine our own destiny

But freedom is never more than one generation away from extinction

We didn't pass it on to our children in the bloodstream

The only way they can inherit the freedom we have known is if we fight for it, protect it, defend it

And then hand it to them

With the well thought lessons of how they in their lifetime must do the same

And if you and I don't do this

Then you and I may well spend our sunset years telling our children, and our children's children what it once was like in America when men were free."

[Verse 1: SiR]

Say you wanna be free, that'll cost you

Go ahead and make an offer

Speak now or hold your peace

Gamblin' with your heart, they're playing for keeps

Are you ready to lose?

Can you win if you don't hold any?

Say you tryna be, but you don't know which

Say you tryna ball, but you sitting on the bench

Wanna be free, but take a stand, fuck the team, break the chains

Go ahead, drive the hearse, in reverse, live to die, fuck the lane

Matter of fact, fuck the name, I'm what's next, write the checks, Malcolm X, ready to die, steady and aim

Take my life and I'll remain free (Liberation)

[Hook: SiR]

Yeah (Yeah)

Say you want a liberation, yeah (Yeah)

Liberation, yeah (Yeah)

Liberation, yeah (Yeah)

Do you want liberation, yeah (Yeah)

Liberation, yeah (Yeah)

[Verse 2: Anderson .Paak]

I'm a extraterrestrial, born in a telescope

Dressed like an Eskimo, on point like a decimal

Hair to my feet, see, the aura is impeccable (Yeaaah)

The God is within, but I'm sinning with the best of you

Floating on a stepping stone, or rather that

Super-sport Chevy, got your chick riding heavy on my testicles

By any means necessary

This is something I've been destined to do

And when I die, then I'm legendary

So frame my picture in the vestibule

Next to Sammy Davis

Say, bitch, I tend to bob-and-weave

As though I don't know where my lane is

They want me to stay confined

On some suit-and-tie, assembly line

From the cradle to the grave shift

And that reminds me

When I studied all year, got straight aces

Stayed out of trouble, kept it straight laced and

Carried her books, and bought her Lay's chips

But when I went for a kiss, I got nixed (I just saw you as a friend)

Next summer, she was running with Dwayne

The fresh nigga with the new J's (Friend)

He never went to class, but he stayed paid (Friend)

And he stayed laid (Friend)

So I diverted from the safe way

And you can still see the chip on my shoulder

But I refuse to live life like a robot, it's a new day

In short story, shorter, you gon' do what you told her

Or you'll influence the culture, it's either hot or it's colder

Run with us, or get ran over

Drumhedz

[Outro: Ronald Reagan]

The only way they can inherit the freedom we have known

Is if we fight for it, protect it, defend it

And then hand it to them

With the well thought lessons of how they in their lifetime must do the same

And If you and I don't...