Music Makes Me Free

But I'm sayin', kid It's only right to represent where I'm from East Coast bottom line But I represent, wherever I go I'll be on the West Coast We be getting' high with the fellas who puff on the lye For me, Lou, Spigg, and Tah Everyday you know how we do (Woo!) Brothers tryin' to wreck the crew We be havin' mad fun Niggas known me from day one Lifestyles of the rich and shameless Violating, they would end up nameless Yo Raff, ring the alarm I know Spigg's got my back Freaky Tah spark the charm Give a one-two, for my man Pretty Lou As I bless the rest of my New York City, boo As we continue to bring you the flav' Representin' LB, from the cradle to the grave Now how's that, one time for your mind But when I write down the line I give sight to the blind I'm comin' through with my clique Whatcha gon' do when shit gets thick? Is you gonna start your runnin' and hidin'? Is you gonna start your slippin' and slidin'? Man, I thought you had this game in the smash How do it feel with real niggas in your ass? Mr. Mr. Cheeks, Freaky Freaky Tah Pretty Pretty Lou, Spiggy Spigg Nice, say One for the money Two for the lye Three for my peoples in the struggle gettin' by Four, Lou, Spigg Nice, and Freaky Tah Music makes me high One for the money Two for the lye Three for my peoples in the struggle gettin' by Four, my Fam Lou, Spigg Nice, and Freaky Tah Music makes me high Mr. Sexxx, hit me off with this drug called a track Plug me in give me the sign to react on Whoever comes in my path To cut that ass in half; I make 'em feel the wrath Yeah, yeah are there any volunteers Down to lose their careers? Yo, we feels no fears Legal drug thugs comin' through, that's the deal Beyond 9-5 LB Fam keep it real It's hard as cleats walkin' on the fuckin' streets Po-nine walks beats And even my wife Cheeks So I gots to tally up and get it on Get it on, word is born, word is on Shit is on, shit is on I must represent for my fam Real niggas get rich and bitch niggas scram Till the day that I die it's LB From the year '95 and true 'G's One for the money Two for the lye Three for my peoples in the struggle gettin' by Four, Lou, Spigg Nice, and Freaky Tah Music makes me high One for the money Two for the lye Three for my peoples in the struggle gettin' by Four, my Fam Lou, Spigg Nice, and Freaky Tah Music makes me high To all of my, all my niggas doin' bids To all of my shorties on their own raising kids To all of my peoples who can't see that we made it Niggas know the deal, on the real this is rated Hit it to the left Who's the first one to get it to your mind and State of shock when I hit it Run up on niggas who be frontin' and scamming Hey yo, that's word to mine Get that Guy's for my Fam Nobody wants in and nobody wants out Smokin' trees, gettin' 'G's, that's what we's all about Try to put it on for the year nine pound I represent my town, show 'em how I get down L-O-S-T to the B-O-Y-Z Style flows on through four families I'ma stay tree till the day that I die Go with Pretty Lou, Spigg Nice, and Freaky Tah (Word up) One for the money Two for the lye Three for my peoples in the struggle gettin' by Four, Lou, Spigg Nice, and Freaky Tah Music makes me high One for the money Two for the lye Three for my peoples in the struggle gettin' by Four, my Fam Lou, Spigg Nice, and Freaky Tah Music makes me high One for the money Two for the lye Three for my peoples in the struggle gettin' by Four, Lou, Spigg Nice, and Freaky Tah Music makes me high One for the money Two for the lye Three for my peoples in the struggle gettin' by Four, my Fam Lou, Spigg Nice, and Freaky Tah Music makes me high Hey yo, gettin' high New York is high East Coast, y'all get high West Coast, you get high Now my man named Sexxx is high Charles Suitt, he be high To my man Big Tiz, he be high Niggas on the lockdown be high With niggas like this Sweatin' up in the studio (So high, so high) So high, Mr. Mr. Cheeks is high Four is high L-O-S-T-B-O-Y-Z, high Niggas they be best don't try High till the day I die

Monday Tuesday Wednesday, Shout Thursday Friday, let me out Weekend here, let's have fun Saturday Sunday goes so quick Gotta go through it all again It makes me sick (Makes me sick) Take a trip to Paris or Rome No promises that I'll come home No missed calls, I dropped my phone (In water) It's a drag, I don't wanna go Fuck that class, For work it's slow Some days you just don't- Monday Tuesday Wednesday, Shout Thursday Friday let me out Weekend here, let's have fun Saturday Sunday goes so quick Gotta go through it all again It makes me sick Take a trip to Paris or Rome No promises that I'll come home No missed calls, I dropped my phone It's a drag, I don't wanna go Fuck that class, For work it's slow Some days you just don't know Monday Tuesday Wednesday, Shout Thursday Friday let me out Weekend here, let's have fun Saturday Sunday goes so quick Gotta go through it all again It makes me sick (Makes me sick) Makes Me Sick

There is something I've been searching for And it seems like I can find it in You And I promise this is not for show But this feeling that I'm feeling is real (yeah, yeah) Day and night, I run away from my only hope Right now all my enemies won't let me go I'm on my knees cause I need You now more than before I said I need You Lord I need You to come free me Bring it now Come see me You've got all that I'm missing In You So come see me Your love breaks through anything, anywhere So come see me I need You to come free me Come see me You're exactly who You say You are So I don't need to search anywhere else All I need is in front of me Set me free from my enemies Even when I'm far away from my only hope You will always find a way to pull me close On my knees cause I need You now more than before Said I need You Lord I need You to come free me Bring it now Come see me You've got all that I'm missing In You So come see me Your love breaks through anything, anywhere So come see me I need You to come free me Come see me

I know he's around when the sky and the ground started ringing I know that he's near by the thunder I hear in advance His words, his words alone are the words that can start my heart singing And his is the only music that makes me dance He'll sleep and he lies in the light of two eyes that adore him Bore him, it might but he won't leave my sight for a glance In every way, every day, I need less of myself I need more him, more him 'Cause his is the only music that makes me dance Bore him, it might but he won't leave my sight for a glance In every way, every day, I need less of myself And I need more him, more him 'Cause his is the only music that makes me dance Yes, his is the only music that makes me dance

I wake up, blood-shot eyes Struggled to memorize The way it felt between your thighs Pleasure that made you cry It feels so good to be bad Not worth the aftermath, after that, after that Try to get you back I still don't have a reason And you don't have the time And it really makes me wonder If I ever gave a fuck about you Give me something to believe in 'Cause I don't believe in you anymore, anymore I wonder if it even makes a difference to try Yeah, so, this is goodbye God damn, my spinning head Decisions that made my bed Now I must lay in it And deal with things I've left unsaid I want to dive into you Forget what you're going through I get behind, make your move Forget about the truth I still don't have a reason And you don't have the time And it really makes me wonder If I ever gave a fuck about you Give me something to believe in 'Cause I don't believe in you anymore, anymore I wonder if it even makes a difference It even makes a difference to try And you told me how you're feeling But I don't believe it's true anymore, anymore I wonder if it even makes a difference to cry Oh, no, so, this is goodbye Ooh, I've been here before One day I'll wake up and it won't hurt anymore You caught me in a lie, I have no alibi The words you say don't have a meaning 'Cause I still don't have a reason And you don't have the time And it really makes me wonder If I ever gave a fuck about you and I And so, this is goodbye Give me something to believe in 'Cause I don't believe in you anymore, anymore I wonder if it even makes a difference It even makes a difference to try, yeah And you told me how you're feeling But I don't believe it's true anymore, anymore I wonder if it even makes a difference to cry Oh, no, so, this is goodbye Oh, no, so, this is goodbye Oh, no, yeah, so, this is goodbye Oh, no, yeah, so, this is goodbye