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Freetown Born by Johnson

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Freetown Born by Johnson - Hip Hop music cover art

Freetown Born

Hip Hop

0:003:22
Lyrics
Description
Listen as you symbolize this experience, and feel free to imitate.)
Yo, 1, 2, this ain't no studio flex It's the real raw deal, free town on my chest
Kicking 1 and 3 with syncopated kicks on the unk
Steppy snare on 2 and 4 with a subtle ghost note leading into the next bar
Hats are sparse, open on the offbeat Born and bred on these streets, learned to
hustle before I could talk Every corner got a story, every step along
walk Arms free, bass line takes over, plain and
simple But drive a syncopated melee, it's the dominant
force in the instrumental Woke up this morning, stomach rumbling, same
old tune Another day, another grind, trying to outrun
the moon No food for the plate, just dreams on an empty
shelf Clothes faded, patched up, can barely recognize
myself
Every single day, the pressure builds, it's intense
Trying to make a way, but the struggle makes no sense
Still I roll to fight, go to push, go to strive
Cause in this free town life, only the strong survive
Every single day, the pressure builds, it's intense
Trying to make a way, but the struggle makes no sense
Still I roll to fight, go to push, go to strive
Cause in this free town life, only the strong survive
Free town born, yeah, that's what they call me
Survival in my blood, even when the walls fall on me
Rent due yesterday, landlord knocking at the door
Threaten eviction, cause he don't care no more
Education and luxury, dreams on hold, it's a shame
Kids on the streets, hustling, playing a dangerous game
See the politicians smiling, suits all fresh and clean
While the people suffering, living out a desperate scene
Promises broken, trust shattered, feels like a constant war
But we keep fighting, clawing, always asking for more
Every single day, the pressure builds, it's intense
Trying to make a way, but the struggle makes no sense
Still I roll to fight, go to push, go to strive
Cause in this free town life, only the strong survive
Every single day, the pressure builds, it's intense
Trying to make a way, but the struggle makes no sense
Still I roll to fight, go to push, go to strive
Cause in this free town life, only the strong survive