state P And I got what it takes to rock the mic right yea Still watch what you say to young free 'Cause fifty shots still will turn the club out Its freeway
love and satisfaction and joy Well, ain't we ridin' baby Ain't we cruisin' down? Free, free, free, freeway Go on out to, ow Let's be good to each other, scream Freeway
place to go down And keep ya hands up bustless, bustas, boostas, hoes (Till they reach the sky) Everybody, fuck that Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go Two words, Freeway
the top's the only place to go now Now throw ya hands up Hustlers, bustas, boostas, hoes Everybody fuck that Still nowhere to go, still nowhere to go Two words, Freeway
they too close, and I got this new toast 'Magine if I would of let off a shot or two, you know what I gotta do [Freeway] Free hold east coast whole,
'em get chains and watches Guns and kicks, freeway, my name is priceless, flow is sick And remember, if you lie on Free Lie in the lake, while your bitch lie on Free
that (hey yeah) really never was a rich man A rubber band full of wrist bands Got dough and had to switch plans Trouble still don't stop The freeway
so fly yeah I know that?s so cliche She?s outta breathe cause we been cuttin? like a dj She?s on top of me, beneath me is the freeway [Willie] Honey
Kids, be free, be whatever you are Do whatever you wanna do Just so long as you don't hurt anybody Hurry, hurry, hurry Serial, slaughterin' stranglers
this world for a while Now I'm free, free fallin' Yeah I'm free, free fallin' Yeah I'm free, free fallin' oh Free falling Yeah I'm free, oh free fallin
good girls are home with broken hearts And I'm free, I'm free fallin' I wanna glide down over Mulholland I wanna write her name in the sky I wanna free
't bug him 'cause he thinks he's got it made He never worry about nothin' in particular Oh he might even sell free press on sunset I'd like to help a
stages I take care of adults Send 20 thousand grants to kids all ages 10 Grand pianos, my TV show's The Sopranos 800 Acres of free land With a custom
my neck like my Team ain't the best in the world... y'knahmsayin? Like we ain't got Beans, Cam, Jay, Bleek, Freeway [Chorus: exactly mirrors chorus
get fucked at tha county, nigga feel this like, [Young Chris] Fresh off tour Philadelphia is your's. Freeway thats my lean way that help me to score [Freeway
Think Muslim and act kaffa ( can't go on this way, ohh) Shit I still gotta feed my youngin's And supply the hundred an', freeway I can't wait until
[Intro - Freeway - talking (Beanie Sigel)] (Damn Free, we like thirty seconds in on "The Stimulus Package" You ain't talked to the people yet) Yeah I
[Intro - Freeway - talking - w/ ad libs] Woo! Free! Yeah, we in here Uh huh, let's get 'em [Chorus - Freeway - w/ ad libs] Who am I? Microphone killa