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I gotta free my mind
I gotta free my mind
I gotta free my mind
I gotta free my mind
I gotta free my mind, free my mind, yeah
I gotta free my mind, free my mind, right
I gotta free my mind, free my mind, yeah
I gotta free my mind, free my mind
From sandbox, to auction blocks, to R&B
From hip-hop, how many rappers flip-flop to get props?
Sign the dotted line, but didn't read through the cross
(When your album sits on the desk, that's when you lost)
Followed your label's notion, no promotion, now you're Audi
And that's the type of move to make an artist act rowdy
MC's fallin' victim to financial seduction
Then watchin' creative weight extracted like liposuction
Your A&R like C&R got many styles to suit ya
But if it's forced to me, I've never been an ass smoocher
Since I don't brainwash minds with talkin' nines and how I shoot ya
You see no multi-million dollar contracts in my future
Others swallow the bait and get gassed like petroleum
But contracts break like Rock Steady on linoleum
No actin' in my format, no Grammy awards
Rap over break loops and samples, no R&B chords
On a mission from God to make the
Conscious source nod when I'm rhymin'
I take tracks of coal and then compress 'em to a diamond
I'm in the mindstate to escalate
When all rappers participate, it's fate for rap to elevate
I gotta free my mind, yo, as a matter of fact
I gotta free my mind, we're not goin' out like that
I gotta free my mind, we got the power to stay
Other rappers, they went slip, slidin' away
I gotta free my mind, yo, as a matter of fact
I gotta free my mind, we're not goin' out like that
I gotta free my mind, we got the power to stay
Other rappers, they went slip, slidin' away
You're goin' downtown to leave your mark on the biz
You reminisce, you and your A&R was first friends
You got talent and you ain't afraid to splurge
Hip-hop better thrills than Jordan alley-oopsed a pill, but still
Got verbals like murder, so call up Harry Mason
Twenty-five to life is what I'm facin'
For disfacin' the element of fine print, I've read it
And overseen by judgmental pompous-ass phonetics
The credit goes to the rapper for the rhymes that he expresses
Or manifests, no frontin', I wrote this shit while blunted
Take control, don't be a fuckin' fish on a pole
Labels'll leave you murdered in a river with no soul
It's true, for what you say is what you do with the flow
For labels, MC's come and they go
But bums, we leave a mark for hip-hop's devastation
And I strive to stay alive for my record's elevation
I gotta free my mind, yo, as a matter of fact
I gotta free my mind, we're not goin' out like that
I gotta free my mind, we got the power to stay
Other rappers, they went slip, slidin' away
I gotta free my mind, yo, as a matter of fact
I gotta free my mind, we're not goin' out like that
I gotta free my mind, we got the power to stay
Other rappers, they went slip, slidin' away
I gotta free my mind, free my mind, yeah
I gotta free my mind, free my mind, right
I gotta free my mind, free my mind, yeah
I gotta free my mind, free my mind