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I want to be as free as the spirits of those who left
I'm talking Malcom, Coltrane, my man Yusef
Through death through conception
New breath and resurrection
For moms, new steps in her direction
In the right way
Told inside is where the fight lay
And everything a nigga do may not be what he might say
Chicago nights stay, stay on the mind
But I write many lives and lay on these lines
Wave the signs of the times
Many say the grind's on the mind
Shorties blunted-eyed and everyone wonderin' where I'm
Bush pushing lies, killers immortalized
We got arms but won't reach for the skies
Waiting for the Lord to rise
I look into my daughter's eyes
And realize that I'ma learn through her
The Messiah, might even return through her
If I'ma do it, I gotta change the world through her
Furs and a Benz, gramps wantin 'em
Demons and old friends, pops they hauntin' him
The chosen one from the land of the frozen sun
When drunk nights get remembered more than sober ones
Walk like warriors, we were never told to run
Explored the world to return to where my soul begun
Never looking back or too far in front of me
The present is a gift
and I just wanna BE

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I want to be as free as the spirits of those who left 
I'm talking Malcom, Coltrane, my man Yusef 
Through death through conception 
New breath and resurrection 
For moms, new steps in her direction 
In the right way 
Told inside is where the fight lay 
And everything a nigga do may not be what he might say 
Chicago nights stay, stay on the mind 
But I write many lives and lay on these lines 
Wave the signs of the times 
Many say the grind's on the mind 
Shorties blunted-eyed and everyone wonderin' where I'm 
Bush pushing lies, killers immortalized 
We got arms but won't reach for the skies 
Waiting for the Lord to rise 
I look into my daughter's eyes 
And realize that I'ma learn through her 
The Messiah, might even return through her 
If I'ma do it, I gotta change the world through her 
Furs and a Benz, gramps wantin 'em 
Demons and old friends, pops they hauntin' him 
The chosen one from the land of the frozen sun 
When drunk nights get remembered more than sober ones 
Walk like warriors, we were never told to run 
Explored the world to return to where my soul begun 
Never looking back or too far in front of me 
The present is a gift 
and I just wanna BE

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