Native Son

Yeah its on the street

It's under your feet

It's everywhere

But if you're looking for free

Don't look at me

My enemy became my country

On the run, officer put down the gun

Native son, I never wanted to own one

Native son, both of us want to be someone

It's so hard, is it so hard for a native son

To be free?

Tears fallen from the sky

Fallen to the ground

Bullets start to fly

He's hurt, he's in the dirt

On my word

I did not take his life

Don't want to run away

This isn't in my father's plans

I know I can't stay

If I stay I know what's next

On the run, officer put down the gun

Native son, I never wanted to own one

Native son, all of us want to be someone

It's so hard, is it so hard for a native son

To be free?

Free

Yeah yeah yea-yeah

Yeah yeah yea-yea-yeah

Yeah yeah yea-yea-yea-yeah

Free

On the run, officer put down the gun

Native son, I never wanted to own one

Native son, both of us want to be someone

It's so hard, is it so hard for a native son

To be free?

Free

Free

Yeah