Freedom Lyrics - Til The Casket Drops - Clipse

Please speak of freedom 

Sing of amber, waves of grain 

With every line written, 

And all I have given 

Music's been nothing more than a self made prison 

I've taken inmate loses at the hands of this one 

My pen's been the poison to family and friendships 

Now is time to mend shit, 

Time to bring closure to 

The clear conscience of Pusha is long over due 

Thinking to myself, what could I be owing you? 

They only tell you great when they reminiscing over you 

Before I trouble t-roy, it's just a D-boy 

Let me play the role of a common on his B-Boy 

Speaking my truth in rhyme no matter how bland it is 

A heavy heart lighting that's just what my ransom is 

All apologies, I bear the cross I wear the blame 

We in the same group but I don't share my brothers pain 

Not to confuse, our sentiments are all the same 

I just don't feel nothing I'm numb by the will to gain 

Same thing brought tears to innocence 

I turned away and didn't even flinch, yugch! 

The music drove me crazy 

Looked up and lost the first bitch ever wanted to have my babies 

Nowadays she can't even face me 

I'm sorry for the heartbreak 

I promised you forever my lady, Jodeci baby 

Pompus muthafucka'! 

Just look what them jewels made me 

I'm only finding comfort in knowing you can't replace me 

What a thing to say! But what am I to do? 

I'm role playing a conscious nigga 

And true is true cocaine aside 

All the blogger behoove 

My critics finally have a verse of mine to jerk off to 

I own you all 

Please speak of freedom 

Sing of amber, waves of grain 

This is were the buck stop, here's where I draw the line 

I touch the hem Gods work is so divine 

I seen the error of my ways over time 

Never to return, Malicious has been refined 

Like vine with time, I get better 

Nappa Valley vintage, my flow is fermented 

Now drink of me, as if I bought the bar 

Run to these words, as if there's no tomorrow 

Never mind my car, careful what you wish for 

Behind every curtains, the devil and his pitch fork 

Jealousy, I ask thee, "What is this for?" 

How was I to know I was happy being piss poor 

No whore, that's not love, we was fucking 

I was in search of a chicken head, you was cluckin' 

And I was lustin', we were both out of order 

I shoulda known better as I'm reminded of my daughter 

Am I my brothers keeper for himself every man 

I have been your reaper, there's blood on my hands 

Except me as your keeper, there's been a change of plans 

Careful of what you speak of, I've come to understand, preach 

What else you want from us huh? 

What more can you ask? 

We've given you everything 

We lost life 

We lost love 

We lost family behind this shit 

This shit you call music 

We call this shit life 

We gave you proof 

They ain't give you shit 

We gave you truth 

Do I entertain you mothafucka!? 

Well dance then bitch! 

Til the casket drop 

Til the casket drop 

Til the casket drop 

Til the casket drop 

Til the casket drop 

Til the casket drop 

Til the casket drop 

Til the lord say stop