Free People - Freeway, Jake One

Without a name, ohhh, what a shame

But now here we are …

Yeah, this how it started, the beginning it was me alone

It’s '09, I look around, it’s me alone

Huh, no «Love Jones», No Nia Long

And my kids still askin «are we there yet?

Did we make it to the top dad?»

«My bad

We just made it to the middle, gettin paid a little

So you know what that means, y’all could play a little

But I still gotta work a lot, close the locks»

Niggas see me on the tube, they think I’m worth a lot

And if they try to take y’all, I’m gonna murk the block

Pull out and squirt the block, hurt the block

I don’t care if I alert the cops, call the S.W.A.T

When I blast, bodies drop like Pilates class

Throw on the mask, then I palm the Glock

If y’all niggas try to hide, I’m a find ya ass

(Freeway)

We are people, who’ve been tried through time

Rejected by society (I'm tempted)

Left to wander deaf, dumb and blind (know what I mean)

We know the depth of darkness, ignorance’s shame

(How I’m supposed to react?)

A people lost without a name (uh huh)

Without a name, ohh, what a shame

But now here we are …

Here we are, face to face, we didn’t grow with no silver spoons

Hopin to find, a strip we can grind on

A connect we can rely on, my God

Philly Freezer used to hustle on the block

Listenin to songs on the tape deck before the iPod

Yeah, some niggas used to grind hard

While other niggas used to take checks

Niggas that grind had it out with the cops

Niggas that took checks, faced a quick death

They was shootin out 'til not a clip left

Wind up goin out in a box

And I wind up rollin out in a box Porsche

'Lo sport from the shorts to the socks to the shirt

Yeah, I’m gonna make this rap thing work, watch

(Freeway)

We are people (that's right), who’ve been tried through time

(Trials and tribulations)

Rejected by society

Left to wander deaf, dumb and blind (just wakin up)

We know the depth of darkness

(Goin through your normal day is a trial)

Ignorance’s shame (it's all a test)

A people lost (from God) without a name (you gotta find yourself)

Without a name, ohh, what a shame (that's right)

But now here we are …