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FINALLY FREE
I just want to be free like a bird flying in the sky
Free from the things observed by my third eye
Away from the chaos, heartache & pain of the day
Where blatant hypocrisy isn't always on full display
Away from the selfish ways of man, woman, & child
Away from all those who mistreat me & speaks vile
Those who disrespect me but expect me to still smile
That simp fool is dead and has been for quite awhile
While I give, I'm the greatest thing since sliced bread
When I don't, they want me dead and threaten to put a bullet in my head
Declaring me as the enemy except when they need me
Changing me to the no fucks given King that you now see
Best believe they won't destroy me but have numbed me
Like I've gone to the dentist and he injected lidocaine into me
Freeing me from the bondage of a heart that's too loving
Full steam ahead minus the tears is the direction that I'm moving
Grooving to the hypnotic sounds of my own beats
Me getting to this point has been a victorious feat
Like it, love it, hate or despise my new shiny ride
Recognize the funeral procession of Mr. Nice Guy
Don't cry because it was well past his time to die
He's now free to party in The Upper Room in the sky
Pour out a little liquor in remembrance of his soul
He was a good dude whose vessel now resides in a six foot hole
Free from the things observed by my third eye
Away from the chaos, heartache & pain of the day
Where blatant hypocrisy isn't always on full display
Away from the selfish ways of man, woman, & child
Away from all those who mistreat me & speaks vile
Those who disrespect me but expect me to still smile
That simp fool is dead and has been for quite awhile
While I give, I'm the greatest thing since sliced bread
When I don't, they want me dead and threaten to put a bullet in my head
Declaring me as the enemy except when they need me
Changing me to the no fucks given King that you now see
Best believe they won't destroy me but have numbed me
Like I've gone to the dentist and he injected lidocaine into me
Freeing me from the bondage of a heart that's too loving
Full steam ahead minus the tears is the direction that I'm moving
Grooving to the hypnotic sounds of my own beats
Me getting to this point has been a victorious feat
Like it, love it, hate or despise my new shiny ride
Recognize the funeral procession of Mr. Nice Guy
Don't cry because it was well past his time to die
He's now free to party in The Upper Room in the sky
Pour out a little liquor in remembrance of his soul
He was a good dude whose vessel now resides in a six foot hole
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