Artist: The Game f/ Elijah Blake Album: Jesus Piece Song: Freedom Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Game] Holdin my daughter in the booth Her momma out there somewhere in that Bentley tryin to find a roof Poof, I wave my wand and here comes Kendrick Niggaz say the West ain't winnin, I'm just tryin to find the proof Speakin of Proof I'm 'bout to roll one with Snoop Blow the smoke out to your memory and toast to Eminem cause he gave me the shit that I needed on "Documentary" Keep it real with myself, I got murdered like John Kennedy But that was cool cause I was just there for the energy Watchin Bizarre pop pills while 2Pac in my Hennessy First time in Detroit, had to rock the Grant Hills Cause I threw up my dukes when California was at a stand still But hope ain't lost cause, Dr. Dre the man still Had faith in me, knew I had heat, like an anvil Ran through entire crews, put their remains in a landfill And I ain't lost the hunger, I'm eatin out the can still Yeah, wherever Hov' and Nas at in the world right now I know they listenin like This young nigga be killin this shit Hip-hop is life's Cîroc, I'm 'bout to drop a pill in this shit Let's go, +Esco-bars+ nigga, like Nas nigga The flow is Rakim with the Birdman cars nigga Hold on I gotta take Birdman's call nigga [Interlude: Game] Stunna, what up Blood? ("What up Blood? What's poppin my nigga? Look, I know this the last one After this it's straight Cash Money my nigga So, it's YMCMB, wild life nigga, let's get it poppin") Rich game ("All the time, one hunnid") Soo-Woo [Game] New coupe, remove roof I'm from where niggaz'll do your bitch and bitch niggaz'll do you Inevitably we take celebrity bitches and run a choo-choo We puttin on Magnums, taggin that wagon, some of these birds cuckoo And murder is what I do to these Just Blazes, Kanyes Shit on Swizz, I handle my biz, the whole world know what I do to Dre's shit Niggaz know I'm classic, I ain't even gotta say shit Frank Ocean more of a man than you niggaz, get up off that gay shit Fuck copyin styles, niggaz be tracin Whether it's me, the movie or Jadakiss, niggaz just can't fuck with Jayceon/Jason Let's go [Chorus: Elijah Blake] Lahhhhh, dah dah da-dah dahhhh, ah Thought you loved me before I'm glad to kill it some more Every hood needs an anthem Lahhhhh, dah dah da-dah dahhhh, ahh Winning comes with a price No matter how hard you try Can't buy freedom We're farrrrrrrrr from being free Yeah we're farrrrrrrrr from being free We're far from freedom [Game] Wanna welcome everybody to "Jesus Piece" After my album fades my competition will lyrically be deceased Niggaz sayin I'm underrated Like a younger Jay with +Heat+ but not the ones the Thunder play with So Los Angeles King is sort of an understatement Let me find a gun to play with I'll leave you niggaz under pavement Tell 'em they rent's due, pay up or get cement shoes All this dope be around, you actin like I ain't lean on that fence too But now you up here and bitches and cars is what I'm into You wanna send me to God, I wear 45 in that French shoe I fuck with Wale, Ross, and my nigga French too And me and 'Face just slashed the last beat up like a ginsu My album like a 'rari, a lot of dope features Glad you bought it, now sit back and just blow reefer I know the concept behind it is gon' reach ya Now turn this muh'fucker up and blow speakers Ladies and gentleman I would like to introduce to you An incredible gentleman He goes by the name Elijah Blake Let's go [Chorus] [Outro: Game] And last but definitely not least I wanna send a special shout out, to my nigga James Harden Another Los Angeles nigga carryin them Rockets Ballin on you bitches