FR33DOM - Victor Kwesi Mensah, Zacari

Dark has no existence

Without light, without light

Day has no existence

Without night, without night

And death has no existence

Without life, without life

And I have no existence

Without love, without love

This ain’t non violence

This is that prison break

This is San Quentin State Troopers and looters and sirens

I could die any day I got affiliates I am not new to this drama

Deep rooted in karma

No Buddha my foolies

Turn you to exotic

We do not speak Urdu

We Zulu Bambatta

We shoot at the pigs, hakuna matata

We bust your head, like you a piñata (bitch)

Let it blow like Hugh Masakela

You haters be all on my dick, like urologist

This ain’t no this ain’t no this ain’t no hoe shit

This is that Weatherman

Underground capital burning down this is explosive

Fuck is they talking about

We got the power now

This world is ours now

We got ambition and focus

Banana clips and gorillas and soldiers

This for the vultures that pillage the culture

And you know this, man

We ain’t scared of hoelice

We ain’t scared of hoelice

We ain’t scared of hoelice

We ain’t scared of hoelice

This ain’t no kumbaya

This is that coup detat

This ain’t no woo-sah

This shit this shit is stupid hard

This is that do or die

This is that voodoo that Bruja Toussaint Louverture

Going federal

Like I sold fentanyl, dope in the vein

That product that ye

The city behind me Ali Bumbaye

Yeah, this is that, this is that, this is that

By any means

This is that hunger that rumble the stomach of fiends

This is the theme of the thieves

This is the reason we bleed

This poverty a disease

This why got ninas and beams

Red dot on your head like a Sikh

Or maybe a Hindu

Don’t mean to offend you

It made me an atheist

You won’t believe what I been through

This time of unrest ain’t no need to be civil

This kind of pain feel a demon is in you

This is the evil they give to the people

It come back around

It’s the Wheel of Ezekiel

This militant realism

Made me these millions save money army

We ain’t no civilians I’m in the gauntlet

I’m Marcus Aurelius

Til we get free, yeah!

You have one minute left,

Alright I love y’all, man everybody,

Troy I love you like a sister tho

Thank you for using securus, goodbye

All that I want, spread my wings and soar

Like an eagle.

That to me is freedom, freedom, freedom.

I can feel

Freedom, yeah it’s freedom, like an eagle.

Like an eagle