A song I wrote about the f***ed up hypocrisy that America has become. Rough copy. Take it as it is.
Alternative hip-hop/rap that tries to bring philosophy and insight into a genre of music that is swiftly getting flushed down the drain.
Lone wolf MC, trying to change the way the game is played. No front, no gold teeth, no bullshit, just straight, raw rhymes that tackle any issue that comes to my mind. From politics to love to the degredation of music by the corporate industry.
Story behind the song
Wrote this song to another beat that never made it to a final cut. Just needed to get these rhymes on track.
Lyrics
Expensive Freedom
Verse 1
This is me, who am I?
Hold on, let me check, let me look inside.
I am strong, for my bond
To family and friends helps me carry on.
Long from gone, respond as calm
To a claymore mine to those who tread on
Me, for I be free
Young man, open mind thinkin’ dangerously.
I speak the truth as I perceive it,
And I could give a fuck how your receive it.
We all have out little dirty secrets.
Some share with friends, some with Jesus.
Some blow to pieces their life for vengeance,
And the six o’clock news won’t give them one sentence.
But terrorism is not their invention,
Guerilla warfare when you can’t fare the trenches.
How did we fight for this freedom?
Did we take our troops to the field and lead them
Straight into battle head on as the rules applied?
Fuck no, ‘cause that would have been suicide.
But now suicide is their only option.
I was sittin’ in high school just watchin’
The towers, attacked and collapsed.
Practice still went on that day but I couldn’t relax.
Had to face the facts. There was war at home.
Because America bullies and won’t leave alone.
We rule from our throne of democracy
That’s why the mock this mockery of democracy.
Fat prey, is only better for the predator
And what people be fatter than the people of America?
Fuck the editor, he don’t control the papers.
Corporations pull strings and use wealth to their favor.
They send your son to war, not rich, just poor
Fodder for this war on this threat we can’t ignore.
Just before, it was Osama.
He eluded us, so Sadaam became the drama.
But what of our weapons of mass destruction?
I want to see the corruption burn like combustion.
Fuck what your clutchin’, I grasp this pen
To provide vision and sway the hearts of men.
Chorus:
We live (in a world of violence)
We die (suffocated in the deafening silence)
We bleed (from ears overexposed to lies)
We cry (for the dream of a promised life)
We are (billions of man’s one kind)
But one (mind granted divine)
Today (let us use our pain to relate)
Freedom (relieve us from this hateful fate)
Verse 2
My beloved is my main concern.
If it all goes to hell, well let the rest burn.
I churn these thoughts that ought
To free minds bought, sealed up and boxed,
Without free thought, just what they’re taught.
My mind is fraught. What’s truth what’s not?
What’s hot? Fuck the industry trends.
Bend the lens and turn right to focus on these men.
Ten percent own ninety percent of the wealth.
Is this disparity good for the health
Of America? Land of equality.
Probably it just ends up tipping scales horribly.
Justice? Just them not us.
In God we trust, so there’s no fuss
As Lady Liberty begins to rot and rust,
And the hungry and homeless cry freedom or bust.
The grapes of wrath will come to pass
When the only dough that feeds is cash.
Can’t buy grass, but Prozac kills.
Will it come to pass? Come it will.
As bills and taxes bust the asses
Of America’s foundation, the working classes.
Thirty years you’ve been on the grind,
Arrive at work only to find
Notice of your termination.
Now you sit at your table facing
Thin white slips of office paper
That turn your savings into vapor.
Sign the waiver, you’re evicted
Just like the big men predicted.
Now you wander, hopeless and lost
Another victim of this financial holocaust.
