Let us all be free free free free Everybody sing we're free free free free Freedom now They throwed him in jail And they kept him there Hoping so he'd die That his body and spirit would waste away And soon after that his mind But every day is born a fool

Take me, take me somewhere trouble don't go Make me, make me someone trouble don't know But he wants to go too far Then comes heartache right behind Now he won't come down my street He locked up my heart in jail Devil had a daughter Took him to deep

Took a shot of D'usse now I'm missing my woe Got money for bail I won't stay in jail Always stay on 10 like the 6 and the 4 I still can't believe he won't be hitting my phone And I said one time, one time for the real ones (for the real ones) Why they

Catch me if you can I'm in the jailhouse now Well hey, hey Mr. Policeman Hey, hey Mr. Policeman Bet I can drive faster 'n you can C'mon hoss lets have some fun Go on shoot me with a radar gun You look bored and I sure am I got a 75 Firebird trans am

Everybody dies famous in a small town Every grandma, in-law, ex-girlfriend maybe knows it just a little too well Whether you're late for church or you're stuck in jail Hey, word's gonna get around Every last one, route one, rural heart's got a story to

In time you will start to know Your every sweet desire Midnight and the jailer's watching Thin dime can buy a soul Midnight come and get me Justified in satisfying Justified in satisfying your every sweet desire Midnight black cat creeping

I've been down to parliament, I've been in school I've been in jail to learn the golden rule I've been to the workhouse, served my time in those hallowed halls The only thing I know is the blues got the world by the balls I've been to the tundra and the

I need a baby to keep me sedated I can't keep runnin' my people, I'm crazy I can't keep goin' to jail, that's fugazi Ain't no more fraud, now I'm legally bankin' Nevada won't even accept me in Vegas You can't keep runnin' 'round here like you made it

Ice Cube and the Lench Mob, is jackin' for beats Wait a minute, hold on, get your ass up Whassup nigga? Get over there shit Ya lil punk ass nigga C'mere, c'mere, c'mere boy God damnit you stop that shit now Take him to jail and get him the hell from in

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