Joe Budden Freedom Freestyle

Joe Budden took time out from his beefing with Drake to do what he does best and that is drop dope rhymes with a message with "Freedom Freestyle". Check out the lyrics below:

[Intro] I can't really do shit cause they got me handcuffed (It's okay mommy) I can't believe they just did this, I'm fucking..... Fuck, ahhh (It's okay I'm right here with you) Now, what we've been doing is looking at the data, and what we know that police somehow manage to deescalate, disarm and not kill white people every day. So what's gonna happen is we are gonna have equal and justice in our own country or we will restructure their function and ours. [Verse: Joe Budden] Let's take 'em on with the stand and observe the hell we live in No matter how hot the fire, it never melt the system Some could help but didn't, we fill up the jails and prisons You don't believe that's the business, only yourself you're kidding But now they're killing our people, it's on television Them cops went home to their people, turn on the television I tell my son, careful what you learn on television He fifteen, he don't know what I mean Don't know about yet, doubt and suspect Outset to controlled outlets from those who don't wanna let us out yet Land of the free, the home of the brave, nah Nah, can't let us be, we've grown from slaves It's there if you wanna read, I mean it's all on the page Say it's police, I just know when it's race And that's thrown in our face Maybe I'm lost, signs are vital to me Sandra Bland didn't come off as suicidal to me Y'all play around, thinking we're on safe ground They killed Tamir Rice and his rights right on that playground Eric was selling cigarettes, I can't breathe It was said, the bigger threat, he was a nigga I bet But listen, last year I went to church with my mother Fay We sat behind Miss Garner and it was Mother's Day She sat strong, inside I cried for her My eyes took in the water as I was hugging his daughter Philandro Castle told them he had a weapon's permit Was murdered moments after without a complexion permit That's blood shed with his daughter in the car I'm only upset for our sons and daughters tomorrow Question, how many cities we gotta march through? Signs we gotta hold up or [?] tryna provoke us Cause when them knives load up, and landmines blow up And the crime don't slow up, they'll chime in and say they told us Or is it only a crime when done by poor us? Food for thought, my mind don't run off of cold cuts Raw [?] and [?] was off heaven-sent But recorded negligence, they'll just ignore the evidence They make it seem as if we're in your way Maybe the government is governed by the NRA That would make a diseased capital in need of capitol They even legalized weed for the capitol But be black, sell in the street, they get mad at you Casually clap at you, as Uncle Sam sayin' "taxes due" Our epidemic, systemic Black Panther fist at the Olympics, they just condemn it Hold up, said the Klan marched in Piedmont Even worse they were protected by police arms In Baton Rouge, there's pictures of them in riot gear It tells me they know there's plenty of reason to riot there Yeah, we just keep on praying while still feeling it Racism still alive, nothing that concealing it Re-vamped shackles going out, we get house slippers And all us millionaires are the house niggas Irony, the only one's naked are Urban Outfitters White people seeing us murdered are even down with us They're saying, let's make America great again I'm curious, what time would you like to place us in? Were we degraded then? Did they enslave us then? Or is it ignorant for me to even say "again"? If it's civil war, then what are we civil for? If this is freedom to y'all, you better get up some more It go [Chorus: Beyoncé] Freedom! Freedom! I can't move Freedom, cut me loose! Freedom! Freedom! Where are you? Cause I need freedom too! I break chains all by myself Won't let my freedom rot in hell Hey! I'ma keep running Cause a winner don't quit on themselves [Outro: Jesse Williams] ....and we're done watching and waiting while this invention called whiteness uses and abuses us, burying black people out of sight and out of mind while extracting our culture, our dollars, our entertainment like oil - black gold, ghettoizing and demeaning our creations then stealing them, gentrifying our genius and then trying us on like costumes before discarding our bodies like rinds of strange fruit.

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