Knowledge Is Freedom

By Papoose

On 21 Gun Salute

Released on 2008

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[Intro]

America, the bondage is off, knowledge is freedom

We all niggas never ignorant getting goals accomplished

Let's have a drink, it's on me


[Verse 1: AZ]

Yes, I'm doin' it a few soo-wooing it

My man Lou crew bandanna blue-ing it

They buck at cars won't give a fuck who in it

Bust at broads the gods say they ruin shit

20 to a clip hollow heads loaded them legislators ain't doing shit college heads know it

Raps and its influences turning kids out

Was trapped but still intuitive learn to switch routes in drought

My reality's placed on principalities so

Any casualties gracefully done carefully

The real attracted me re-exchange and bill

Mathematically calculating maintain and chill but still

Mind of Muhammad signs of the Masonic both combine I'm a verbal rhyme Galenic

Promise, pay homage only here for a spell and like that

I'm back where the highest form dwell its right back

Just like them 9 milli shells that systematically let off and murdered Sean Bell in hell

Smell the corpse of the homies we lost from a era so pure you could never be sure

The game's so sick I'm just looking for the cure

Like that Dead Prez flick when they was lookin' for the score

This whole shit here is forceman's sure ya'll talk about war well a nigga from the core

Sci-fi tricks I'm the spook by the door

Men in all black took the coupe out on tour

Hi-top kicks, kept the sweatsuits velour

Fitted all colors we considered all brothers

First we all chilling now we killing one another

See these hustlers on the covers of these FEDS and DIVAS

The game's dead trying to make these young heads believe us either

Understand or be under the land..my man


[Verse 2: Papoose]

Peace to the world, peace to the world, Papoose Pa-poose

Knowledge is freedom hop in the BM and drive to New Zealand

Rhymin' with reason I could defeat him, I could delete him

I could just eat him, not to deceive him, not to mislead him

Drop it to feed him lock in and teach him proper believin'

Cockin' and squeeze him pop him and leave him

His pockets is bleedin'

So know I got your per diem, I hug the block 'till the P.M

I was wise and strategic on the rise with the thesis since I was rockin the leases

Since I was coppin' Adidas

Since small sizes of sneakers like Barack with the speeches

You bloodclots is anemic

My mugshot in the precinct, your gunshot is the weakest

My young mind is the deepest

You cockblockers and leeches, I'll blow your Pradas to pieces

Hold a thousand my queen and fill her vagina with semen

It's so exotic and pleasing I gotta stop when I'm skeetin'

When I was my momma fetus, her stomach sat by the speakers

The music got in my features, that's just why I'm prestigious

Hold my bottle and drink it ain't suck it out of her cleavage

Cause I was ingenious since doc was circumcising my penis

I'm a scholar succeedin' and all of my dollars increasin'

Got a lot of achievements cause I divide with the weak ones

Sick and tired of these heathens

I see a lot of 'em schemin' they hearts throbbin' and tweakin'

But I could stop 'em from beatin'

Drop the hottest releases I don't bother with demons

I leave 'em whinin' and screamin' just like a toddler who teethin'

I pledge-alizes allegiance from the bottom I'm creepin'

All ya'll could line up and meet him, the God inside of his Kingdom

You claimin' you done bidded what that did prove

When you couldn't walk one visit in that man's shoes

Competition becomes timid cause Pap can't lose

I got the young, gifted, and black man blues

The 49th law of power your time is hourless

Cross Papoose and you cowards is powerless