Mayhem:

Uh-huh

S.A.S., Dipset, Killa

Rephan



Verse 1

Mayhem:

We ain't the usual, we more than that crew that bang

This is S.A.S., Dipset, Eurogang

This is East to West, North, South movin' thangs

This is stretch cash comeback like boomerang

This is London, no not the dungeon

This is lump sum, shuttinl rocks in abundance

This is street life, and its deep right

When the 3 strikes hit ya chest like a reef high



Hook

S.A.S.:

All day long I sling, I'm so free like the song I sing

I'm so free like

Alex Haley retracing his roots

I'm free, like the haze in the booth, inhale it then poof

I'm free like a mixtape rapper that just ain't known

Free like a right hand man that just came home, I'm free

I'm free like some'n for nuthin' and I'ma keep on stuntin' and frontinI'm so free like



Verse 2

Mayhem:

You had enough yet, I had a thug rep

Way before New York, the drugs, and the Blood sets

And I get love fuck this industry

I'm reppin every nigga in these streets

So scream at me

I been known braggin', with Jim Jones flaggin' in that new Benzo wagon

I won't stop makin' heads bop in this zone

Cuz the watch face full of bedrocks and flintstones, I'm gone

Mega:

Do you believe that you free from this earth

Like a still born seed when conceived in its birth

Until I reach in the shirt you deep in the dirt

You can't rest in peace 'til you sleep in a Hearse (R.I.P.)

Seek and you find, look bruv I'll reach you in time

And for my brehs locked in the box for freein' their mind

Right now I'm free in my mind, my season to shine

This year I shut rocks on the block

I'm deep on my grind, and all I say is



Hook



Verse 3

Mega:

Slowed you haters, showed you the old school vapors

Niggaz please, shit, I'm free like the local papers

Vocals greater, I don't believe in these guys

Shit I hunger the truth but they feedin' me lies

Sick to my stomach, so I spit sicker than vomit

I'm free like "Here bruv, take a hit of this chronic"

And as they blowin' the L, I show 'em as well

We gonna make it to heaven cuz we goin' through hell, so yell

That I'm free, cuz I'm free

Cam'ron:

Killa, S.A.S., Euro, Dipset, let's go

I was twirled in, refered to a whirlwind

Grew up in a whirlwind, dude on thorough gin

That's why as long as the world spin

That bentley with the engine and the trunk from Berlin, I'm curled in

Smirkin', seats is Sherling

Surely I'm sure, shit, shorty tell ya girlfriends

In traffic jammin' with pearl rims

It's magic, magician, I'm Merlin



Hook



Cam'ron:

But in the hood, I can tell you the saga

To eat there's beef on the menu there's drama

But you punks just punkin' y'all ain't punkin' me

With car cables y'all still ain't jumpin' me

You had the .9, the A.K., a garbage truck

Took a shit, shit, you still wouldn't dump on me

All the hatin' they statin', nothin' get done to me

I still sit comfortably

Tell niggaz nothin's free

Killa