Brad Wilk - Freedom (Live) lyrics

Come Bring it on, bring it on now Solo, I'm a soloist on a solo list All live, never on a floppy disk Inka, inka, bottle of ink Paintings of rebellion Drawn up by the thoughts I think Oh Come on, oh You see a set up like a deck of cards They're sending us to early graves for all the diamonds They use a pair of clubs to beat the spades With poetry I paint the pictures that hit More like the murals that fit Don't turn away, get in front of it Brotha, did you forget your name? Did you lose it on the wall playin' tic-tac-toe? Yo, check the diagonal, three brothers gone, come on Doesn't that make it three in a row? Your anger is a gift Yeah, yeah, yeah Drop it Sista, did you forget your name? Did you lose it on the wall playin' tic-tac-toe? Yo, check the diagonal, three million gone, come on 'Cause you know they're counting backwards to zero Environment, the environment exceeding on the level Of our unconsciousness For example what does the billboard say? Come and play, come and play, forget about the movement Forget about yourself's Forget about your culture And forget about your history and just fly And just fly Your anger is a gift Yeah yeah Bring that sh** in Freedom for the real Freedom for the real Freedom for the real Freedom for the real Freedom for the real Freedom for the real Freedom, yeah Freedom, yeah right Yeah, freedom, yeah