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Freetown Born by Johnson

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Freetown Born

Hip Hop

0:003:14
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Y'all want to, this ain't no studio flex. This the real, raw deal, Freetown on my chest.
Kick on one and three with syncopated kicks on the end of the two.
Snappy snare on two and four with a subtle ghost note leading into the next bar.
Hats and spars open on the off, born and bred on these streets.
Learned to hustle before I could talk. Every corner got a story, every step a long walk.
Great, gritty, rolling, Reese bassline takes over playing the simple.
But driving syncopated melodies, the dominant force in the instrumental.
Woke up this morning, a stomach rumbling, same old tune.
Another day, another grind, tryna outrun the moon.
A low, platoon, square wavestab occasionally hits on the offbeat for emphasis.
No food for the plate, just dreams on an empty shelf.
Clothes faded, patched up, can barely recognize myself.
A subtle, quick, digital glitch, rewind effect at the end of this line.
Every single day the pressure builds, it's intense.
Tryna make a way, but the struggle makes no sense.
Still I gotta fight, gotta push, gotta strive.
Cause in this Freetown life, only the strong survive.
Freetown born, yeah, that's what they call me.
Survival in my blood, even when the walls fall on me.
Freetown born, yeah, that's what they call me.
Survival in my blood, even when the walls fall on me.
Freetown born, yeah, that's what they call me.
Survival in my blood, even when the walls fall on me.
Went through yesterday, landlord knocking at the door.
Threatened eviction cause he don't care no more.
I'm similar to our dreams, and holly, 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 more melodic, but still a tensor.
Trying to make a way, but the struggle makes no sense.
Every single day the pressure builds, it's intense.
Trying to make a way, but the struggle makes no respect.
Still I gotta fight, gotta push, gotta 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.
Free Town born, yeah, that's what they call me.
Survival in my blood, even when the walks fall on me.
Free Town born, yeah, that's what they call me.
Survival in my blood, even when the walls fall on me.
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Free Town born, yeah, that's what they call me.
Survival in my blood even when the walls fall on me.
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