It starts with you and me (whoa, whoa, hey) We gotta be bold We gotta be brave We gotta be free We gotta get loud Making that change You gotta believe (whoa) We'll look deep inside And we'll rise up and shine

I believe in you and me I was lost now I'm free I believe that we will be In love eternally As far as I can see You will always be The one for me Oh yes you will I believe in dreams again

We're all born to be free We're all born to be great But we're all looking for The Hollywood sign And trying to find the interstate We're all grown From the same old roots We're all kicking In the same old boots

Redemption songs Won't you help to sing These songs of freedom? 'Cause all I ever have Emancipate yourself from mental slavery Have no fear for atomic energy 'Cause none of them can stop the time While we stand aside and look? Some say it's just a part

I'm tangled up I can't ever get too much Tangled up, oh So I'd just like to stay One more night in paradise Ah, baby what you do to me You give me just enough of your love To keep me tangled up And I don't wanna be free

(What the hell's got into you?) Young Guns, Having some fun Crazy ladies keep 'em on the run. Wise guys realize there's danger in emotional ties. See me, single and free No tears, no fears, what I want to be.

Stress, and busta free, enemies give me reason To be the last muthafucka breathin' Bust, my automatic rounds catch em while they sleepin' Now I'm the last muthafucka breathin' And we still breathin' I'll be tha last muthafucka breathin' Tell me, who be

A giant bright eagle has come On me and taken away my universe I find myself in trouble now I put my soul in irresponsible hands Exhausted I no longer try to reveal myself And I no longer want to free my soul But I must not forget all what I did for us

And the choirs kept singing of freedom Come round by my side and I'll sing you a song I'll sing it so softly, it'll do no one wrong On Birmingham Sunday the blood ran like wine That cold autumn morning no eyes saw the sun And Addie Mae Collins, her

We we, tryna get rich as fast as we can (Your girl's with me) You fucking with a boss I don't care 'bout what it cost (And she ain't tryna leave) I'll fuck you like you want (She got a thing for me) Girl tell me what you want (She know I keep it G) The