Verse 1:
I switched from deadlines to lifelines
I live to write tight lines
The kind that turns your mind into some slime
And leaves you wide-eyed
Formal with some extra color
Dye a tie in tie-dye
Forever Young with every letter better man, why die?
Letterman I am
Don't have a jacket but I'm jackin' every letter that I can
Alphavillin' in a van
What color is my van, uh, white
Cause I ride on Wheels of Fortune through the night
They take what's left and our rights
But here's a poet that plays right and knows it
Those opposed get the willies
Make their spears shake while they're frozen
Chosen to bring hope to those in need of freedom
See em, meet em, feed em and lead em
If they're frozen, then I'll heat em
If Sig-freed Roy, how come this tiger here is so untamed?
Sometimes I free the beast to teach
Sometimes it's fun and games
Either way I keep it raw but never packaged plain
Truth in every cell of me, my wrappin'/rappin' is never cellophane
Hook:
Wound up, all this pent up energy
I gotta move, gotta let it all out
I feel the need to be free in every cell of me
Freedom's tellin' me, I'm a cell out
I'm a cell out, I'm a cell out
I'm a cell out
Missed the call from mediocrity
I threw my cell out
Verse 2:
When you're 777 levels up
Your level of success is irrelevant to luck
There's no magic lever that you pull
You have to leverage your soul
Pluck it out whenever you feel stuck or far behind your goals
Put to use my truest self more
I'm thoroughly Thoreau
Henry David, relying on nature's wealth more
Can't sell short, we're meant to soar
We're too tall and this cell is short
Start sorting what's in store
Judge yourself, take your core to court
Living life to find my limits like
“Where did the walls go?”
Stars and stripes have blessed my time to search like
“Where Is Waldo?”
Emerson, no better than every other gentleman
Just benefit settlin' in my element, develop it
Remember I am meant for it, meant to move
So I launched a movement and went for it, sent a plume
Of smoke up from my nostrils
Cause I be breathin' freedom flames
Draggin' all these hostiles
By the talons of my talent, this is free to reign/terrain
Over
Hook:
Wound up, all this pent up energy
I gotta move, gotta let it all out
I feel the need to be free in every cell of me
Freedom's tellin' me, I'm a cell out
I'm a cell out, I'm a cell out
I'm a cell out
Missed the call from mediocrity
I threw my cell out
Verse 3:
Songify, Shopify, Spotify
All I spot is fi
Wi-fi? I wonder why our plans are not reaching er
Fantasize, plantin' lies, randomize
We're lackin' plans to rise
To summarize
We need to Usher in pa**ion and Let It Burn
Want to be sure
I expand my students' insight
Pupils' pupils dilated, contacts in right
Con tact without the prison fights
Tactical attacks of light, flash-bang
But came to reclaim our sight
Yea, I came to reclaim our sight
Yea, I came to reclaim our sight
Yea, I came to regain our might
So we could, so we could
Lift up our world, atlas on our backs
Fastened up at last by our niches and our knacks
Take a picture and we'll last longer
Fix it in your mind's eye
This fixture of freedom that I ponder hints at why I'm
Hook:
Wound up, all this pent up energy
I gotta move, gotta let it all out
I feel the need to be free in every cell of me
Freedom's tellin' me, I'm a cell out
I'm a cell out, I'm a cell out
I'm a cell out
Missed the call from mediocrity
I threw my cell out