Freedom (feat. Freedom) (Rap Version)

We want to be free
We want to be free
We want to be free
Ri-ri-ri-ri-ri-rise for freedom

Gonna flow just to let you know
That I'm with it because I say so
Apartheid lie just to get inside
Another man's land and hillside
Many will come amongst us, never trust us
Never give a care for our welfare, thrust us
Into a state of submission, without our permission
So listen, Africa, the land of the black man
We were born there, that's a fact then
Self-sufficient, our own resources
Kings and queens, leaders and bosses
Common sense would tell any kind of idiot
If they didn't have big guns and the giddy-up
They would've got stomped out
Without a doubt they would've had to take a roundabout
So they tricked us, gave us the Bible
'Cause they know that for peace we are liable
To go for the word of the lord
But had we have known that they lied, they would've got floored
You say apartheid, I say apartheid
Agitate, manipulate, intimidate
People deserve to be free
Not prisoners living in death captivity
You act like we owe you something
We don't owe you sh-, nothing
My name is freedom, and I will never treat 'em
The way they treat us, so let's read 'em
Miss Thang, you can't hang because you talk that ying-yang
I run a rhyme like a boomerang, bang
That was the intro, I'm out to lead 'em
You better rise, rise, rise, rise
To my freedom

We-we-we want to be free
Ri-ri-ri-ri-rise for freedom
We-we-we want to be free
Ri-ri-ri-rise for freedom

Eighty percent of the population, deprivation
Justification, legislation
If I'm free to rhyme, I'm gonna rhyme
On raise the mental mountain, climb, drop a dime
Or the government shovel men a hole
Government shovel men a hole
Government shovel men a hole
'Cause it's all been foretold
You got to pay a fee to be free
In that country only white people live comfy
I ain't gonna play Sun City, what a pity
My rhymes are run, rough, rugged, and gritty
Twenty-three million hold up the ceiling
For me and sit back, laid back, chilling
Concealing, non-revealing, wheeling, dealing
Export products, robbing, stealing
I've got the common fourteen percent
Incompetent resident under development
What a predicament black man fell within
White man run around town with armament
I'm not lying, simply verifying
Those who die trying, rectifying
Americans sympathize China
I say that's peace, but don't forget the black miner
Digging for diamonds and gold
For the same labor the white man's paid four-fold
I want you to stop and think
Who's the hoodling hypocrite fink?
They may not play this record
'Cause they scared of the truth, now check it
Overcome, in time we gonna beat 'em
Rise, rise, rise to freedom

We-we-we want to be free
Ri-ri-ri-ri-rise for freedom
We-we want to be free
Ri-ri-ri-ri-rise for freedom
We-we-we want to be free
We-we-we want to be free

Election, misdirection, day selection
Will be nothing more than rejection
Living in insomnia, I'm gonna bomb ya
False advocator when I pick up and palm ya
Microphone is known to speak truth
South Africa is wrong
And I got the proof, Mandela, fella
Victim 'cause they plucked him, picked
Him, sick him, vicked him, tricked him
Threw him in jail to rot, we never forgot
The plot was set, they got paid, now squat
You just linger in limbo
You wear your African symbol
You say you're down, proud to be black
Shopping in Macy's and Gimbels
Ain't nothing wrong with that
But make sure you support what's black
So go buy the record, play it and say it
'Cause Malcolm X would've liked that
So would Martin, Frederick, and Stephen
Marcus Garvey, Booker T. even
Get off your derriere
Raise your palm, fist into the air
Peace to the brothers and sisters
African resistance
Your struggle is our struggle
We'll all go the distance
Freedom or death, bust my last breath
In other words, give me liberty or death
I'ma fight for what's right, microphone held tight
From morning, way up into the moonlight
You're wrong, singing a sad song
Think I'ma swing along like a game of ping pong?
Support the ANC, if left to me
I'ma diss your face, and after me
Will come my son, Ra's son
And his son, his son, and his son
So you keep pissing and pissing
And we'll keep dissing and dissing
We'll see if you like it when your children are missing
So bust the total science, mic my appliance
To raise my fist in the airborne defiance
The words I'ma feed 'em, both is gonna eat 'em
So rise, rise, rise to this freedom

We-we-we-we-we-we-we-we-we-we-we-we-we-we-we rise for freedom
We-we want to be free
We-we-we-we want to be free

Rise, rise, rise to this freedom
Bust the total science
Ri-ri-ri-rise for freedom
Ri-ri-ri-rise for freedom
We-we-we want to be free
We-we-we want to be free
Ri-ri-ri-ri-ri-ri-ri-ri-ri-rise for freedom
We want to be free
One day they will be free
I know they will be free
Be free
Ri-ri-ri-ri-rise