歌词
Hmm, it's going down, know what I'm talking 'bout
Hold up, yeah
Dedicated to everybody that's been a part of the struggle, know what I'm saying?
Hold up
Everybody who's got loved ones locked up in that system
Say man if your people locked up you need to stay down with your folks
'Cause commissary is very necessary, know what I'm talking 'bout
Young Pimp out here representing for y'all, hold up
I'm back on the slab, back on the block
Where the hustlers be, the average draped in frozen water rocks
The boy gave me, had me shining when I stepped out the door
I thought I had enough but James told me give me some more
And the same damn day I went to the Bentley lot
Off the showroom floor I copped this Spur, this thang was hot
But I bet all you busters already knew that
'Cause I was all on the internet getting my shine back
Making rhymes stack, pimping with my mic
Everybody want a feature 'cause Sweet Jones is what they like
They like the pimp kid, shaking shrimp head, fly like a pimp kid
Mac flow, 'Lac flow, UGK is back, oh
Free, and I'm free
(Now I got the world screaming free Pimp C)
Free, and I'm free
(Gavel knock on your life, ain't no stopping me)
It was Free Pimp C but now it's see the Pimp Free
Old school gave me that before I left that CT
Terror check my bezel on this platinum Jacob watch
They locked up my body but my mind never stopped
'Cause I was plotting and planning and scheming everyday
Getting ready for my release so I could steal the game away
From all these clone type figures tryna sound like Pimp C
He's okay but he's not me
By a long shot 'cause bop tryna steal the meat
Your boy might run BET but trick we run the streets
It's me and Bun B, that's for life we the trill
When you see a pimp shining, trick tell me how you feel
Free, and I'm free
(Now I got the world screaming free Pimp C)
Free, and I'm free
(Gavel knock on your life, ain't no stopping me)
I did four years tight, never hit PC
Did my time in population with the real OGs
I seen a whole lot of pain men doing they bids
Most was just playing it cool, tryna get home to they kids
Wasn't nothing like Oz, a bunch of iron and bars
Bunch of player hating snitches talking to the guards
Man the whole penitentiary being ran by broads
Some of them kept it one hundred, most of them was frauds
Seen a whole lot of chumps, conmen and fuckers
Some big time dealers, kidnappers and busters
Pimps and players, I seen some kill with they hands
But I still don't believe the pen is no place for no man (for no man)
Free, and I'm free (but I still don't believe the pen is no place for no man)
Hold up, know what I'm talking 'bout?
(Now I got the world screaming free Pimp C)
Modern day slavery down here, know what I'm saying?
Hold up
I'm free
(Gavel knock on your life, ain't no stopping me)
Yeah
Dedicated to everybody ain't gon' never make it up out there, know what I'm saying?
Everybody doing life
Keep y'all head up
Don't get fed up
Do your time, don't let your time do you
Young Pimp
Picture me rolling, know what I'm talking 'bout?
Like Pac told 'em when he came home
Jumped in the 500
Yeah I'm free
Written by: Pimp C