You just didn't know me I'm the hunter If travel is searching And home what's been found I'm not stopping I'm goin' hunting I'll bring back the goods But I don't know when I thought, I could organize freedom

No kind of life! this is no kind of life! (I've got to get out!) It's no kind of life! this is no kind of life! (You can't blame me!) My freedom is best Whole country's on house arrest And everyone's a suspect You can't feel the flow because you died

Into this world in wonder from a starlight sky For a lifetime of freedom, and the legend is born Once more unbroken, the price we will pay On this march into fire, the heart of the storm Silently marching, our quest for revenge Lost in the forgotten

I keep my head high I got my wings to carry me I don't know freedom I want my dreams to rescue me I keep my faith strong I've been unfaithful I don't know why you call on me I ask the Lord to follow me This is my canvas

Pac was like Jesus, Nas wrote the Bible No I.D. my mentor now let the story begin Now what you're 'bout to hear's a tale of glory and sin Long live the idols, may they never be your rivals I can't believe I let Nas down Freedom or jail, clips inserted A

Hey now hey now Don't dream it's over When the world comes in They come they come To build a wall between us There is freedom within there is freedom without Try to catch the deluge in a paper cup There's a battle ahead, many battles are lost But you

I see a dust trail following an old red Nova Baby blue eyes, your head on my shoulder You don't look a day over fast cars and freedom That sunset river bank first time feeling Wait, baby, don't move, right there it is T-shirt hanging off a dogwood branch

Hé, freedom Comment devenir un garçon libre? Freedom, freedom Oui, souvent I'm free, I'm free Mais je suis là Donc j'essaye Je suis sous les ordres de personne

And the sun will rise Dawn will break through the blackest night Distant in its glow This shall pass be still and know In this struggle Are we dead or alive? Freedom is not existence It's why we survive Shake our grief

Would you, would you, give your They'll never thank me for opening doors But they ain't even thank Jesus when he died on the cross Cause your spirit is ungrateful Bitches is so hateful, I remain a staple My career's been the pinkprint When I retire, tell