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floor Out the back window I make a escape Don't even get a chance to grab my old school tape Mad with no music but happy 'cause I'm free And the streets

bunch of minorities die in the clubs They say my music's makin 'em lose it, I write it in blood This is my music for all my people missin my music Keep

. Transcribed by robin hood These lyrics were transcribed from the specific recording mentioned above And do not necessarily correspond with lyrics from other recordings, sheet Music

her locked up in their life And she was crying at night She was wishing she could be free 'Course mostly I remember her laughing Standing there watching us play For a while there, the music

now I'm in this hotel room I'm free and droning on But the music's way too loud I wanna skip to the next song The glass is on the counter The sheets

with Brownie Mcgee He was drinkin? that milk with that Dewar?s Whiskey Said John, there?s nothin? written anywhere Suggests the blues will set you free

pumping iron against the sun the recipes of semitic vendors, egyptian vendors shaking their backs against the sun laughing with the sounds of sheets

between Then I'll take you to the window so the world can see Baby, I'm down on my knees let your world be free Pearl tongue, come get up on this desk

Stopped at a neighborhood diner, brought me some attire And swore to hold me down under fire The word on the street, they can't trace my rap sheets