The B.U.M.s - Elevation (Free My Mind) lyrics

I gotta free my mind (4X) I gotta free my mind.. free my mind Yeah, I gotta free my mind.. free my mind I gotta free my mind.. free my mind Yeah? I gotta free my mind.. free my mind [Verse 1: Evocalist] From sand docks to auction blocks to R&B From hip-hop, how many rappers flip-flop to get props? Signed the dotted line but didn't read through the costs (When your album sits on the desk) "That's when ya lost!" Followed your label's notion, no promotion, now you're audi And that's the type of moves that make an artist act rowdy Emcees fallin victim to financial, seduction Then watchin' creative weight extracted like liposuction Your A&R like C&R got many styles to suit ya But if it's false to me, I've never been an a** smoocher Since I don't brainwash minds with talkin' nines and how I shoot ya It seems no multi-million dollar contracts in my future Others swallow the bait and get ga**ed like petroleum But contracts break like Rock Steady on linoleum No actin' in my format, no Grammy awards Rap over break loops and samples, no R&B chords On a mission from God to make the conscious souls nod when I'm rhymin' I take tracks of coal and then compress 'em to a diamond I'm in the mindstate to escalate When all rappers participate, it's fate for rap to elevate [Chorus: Repeat 2X] I gotta free my mind (yo as a matter of fact) I gotta free my mind (we're not goin' out like that) I gotta free my mind (we got the power to stay) "Other rappers, they went slip slidin' away" [Verse 2: D. Wyze] You're goin' downtown to leave your mark on the biz You reminisce, you and your A&R was first friends You got talent and you ain't afraid to splurge hip-hop Better thrills than Jordan alley-oops the pill, but still Got verbals like murder, so call up Perry Mason Twenty-five to life is what I'm facin', for this fate's in The element of fine print, I've read it and overseen By judgmental pompous a** phonetics, the critic I'm still the rapper for the rhymes that he expresses or manifestes No frontin', I wrote the sh** while blunted Take control, don't be a f**in' fish on a pole Labels'll leave you murdered in a river with no soul It's true, for what you say is what you do with the flow For labels, MC's come and they go, but B.U.M.S We leave our mark for hip-hop's devastation And I strive to stay alive for my record's elevation [Chorus] [Outro] I gotta free my mind.. free my mind Yeah, I gotta free my mind.. free my mind I gotta free my mind.. free my mind Yeah? I gotta free my mind.. free my mind