Freedom Writers (feat. Renee Soul, El Lyrikah, Logic)

Knowledge is Power... [El Lyrikah] Lyrical skill isn't measured on an income It's about the amount of wisdom Success is dependent on what you had to sacrifice It's funny, my mother could barely read or write After she gave me life It took seventeen years for me to wake up Most of my brothers still lack leadership You can lead sheep to knowledge But you can't make them read from it, so We write for freedom, using hip hop as our voice for revolution But the government keeps Che Guevara's hands in a glass jar My head in a glass case or locked up behind bars You can take my life but you won't touch my freedom Pull the trigger, do you know what I become? Without God you die twice When you believe you receive eternal life [Renee Soul] You can put me in chains But you can't take my freedom My freedom is a state of my mind Put my body in a cage, release me free, yeah You can put me in a case But you can't take my freedom Cus my freedom is a state of my mind You can chase me but I'm writing free [Logic] Look, I am the reincarnation of Steve Biko Nothing that I write is for myself This is for my people If I could, I'd make all the money shared equal Reparations, By any means necessary isn't just a phrase This is how I'm living day to day See I studied how the angels pray So I deliver in a similar way I'm battling the devil through my pages It's the only way he hears what I say I still carry my slave name I hold it sacred Cus it makes me living proof of how my people made it Never reach for famous, I deserve my recognition Certain man become free when they stuck in prison It's deeper than the chains we were given Deeper than Nostrodomus visions were polluted by the Isms Paralyzed in the devils system, so I always use my pen to give free wisdom I hope you listen [Renee Soul] [Haze] I've been fighting since the day that I was born I've been writing since the day I was warned of this cold world Since the day I felt it dorm with my soul dwell Ive been out here fighting in the war with my loneself Breaking barriers or different calibers Did it by myself no label or manager Unanimous decision, We the truth, can you handle us? Had enough of distributing food on a baggin up Manning up, writing for the freedom, time to bat them up This is for my brothers doing years, ain't adding up Got to shed a tear, for those who lost too And rally up the troops All the people in the battle for the man above People in the industry, keep asking me for happy stuff But, how can I make happy music when the world sad as fuck Had enough of living in a world that seemed mad as fuck Writing for my freedom, no scaly tucks [Renee Soul] I feel it when I write I feel it when I speek The reason we alive The reasons that we see The path that we chose The reason that we be Writing to be free, for everyone, you and me Freedom Writers...