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[Intro: Will Smith]
Don't ever let someone tell you, you can't do something. You got a dream, you gotta protect it. People can't do something themselves, they wanna tell you, you can't do it. You want something? Go get it. Period
[Verse 1: TripOne]
In the passenger seat on 27
Or is it Route 1? I don't pay attention
I'm just a kid
In a world I shouldn't be living in
Scared of a lot, too many excuses
They all become useless
It makes you feel stupid
Unreasonable to believe in yourself
Getting lost on the road, always needing some help
And I ask
How do my shoes fit a man?
Like my dad, he is now that angel I look up to
My small soles would make his feet uncomfortable
My heart and soul should make everything lovable
Except this tug-of-war, the battle between kid and adult
Mom tells me "love your childhood, tomorrow grow up"
Contradiction
These expectations got me all conflicted
We must decide, there's freedom being a kid
And being adult, but in the middle freedom ain't shit
That's what I been lost in, seen the towels get tossed in
Suicide to childhood becomes the popular option
But I figured out
If you look into the future, you could live it out
Don't cling to the past, how tight you hold on
You're trying to get a grip on something that's already been gone
Look back with fondness, take a hit of nostalgia
Then it's back to reality, back to making progress
Back to being a lawyer, back to being a doctor
Instead of selling that rock, they don't take shit in that office
Back to filling that wallet, you don't have no more problems
Money can buy you freedom today, that's no more bullshit
Freedom is to be happy, freedom is just to live
Freedom as an adult is freedom to be a kid
Freedom to be a kid is to do this and that, and
Spitting, rapping, living passion
Live your passion
Make your visions happen
So now we have the freedom to do whatever we vision
I'm focusing on a mission, say "muh-fuck the system"
They always say the kids are the future of the nation
So let's keep the youth alive and make the next generation
[Hook: TripOne]
And maybe, we could all be kids again
Said maybe, we could all be again
Cause ain't that all you want?
I said ain't that all we want?
[Hook repeated]
[Outro: Martin Luther King, Jr.]
Let freedom ring, from the mighty mountains of New York
Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California
Let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia
Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee
Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill from Mississippi, from every mountainside!
Free at last, free at last, thank God Almighty, we are free at last!
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