Tom Petty - I'm Free lyrics

[Verse 1: Pimp C] I'm back on the slab, back on the block Where them hustlers breathe that air and drank them 4's on quarter rocks The boy Emmitt had me shining when I stepped out the door I thought I had enough but James told it give me some more And the same damn day I went to the Bentley lot Off the show room floor, I copped and spurred, that thang was hot But I bet all you busters already knew that Cause I was all on the internet gettin' my shine back Making rhymes stack, pimping with my mic Everybody want a piece cause Sweet Jones is what they like They like to pimp his steak and shrimp, hit well like a pimp Back floor, 'lac low, UGK is back ohhh! [Hook: Tom Petty] Free And I'm free [Verse 2: Pimp C] It was "Free Pimp C," but now see, the pimp free Old school gave me that before I left that CT Terrell check my bezzle on this platinum Jacob watch They locked up my body but my mind never stopped Cause I was plotting, and planning, and scheming everyday Gettin' ready for my release so I can steal the game away From all these clone type peekers tryna sound like Pimp C He's okay but he's not me By a long shot cuz 'bout tryna steal to me Them boys 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 shinin, trick, tell me how ya'feel [Hook] Free And I'm free [Verse 3: Pimp C] I did 4 years tops, never hit PC Did my time in Population with the real O.G.'s I seen a whole lot of pain, men doing they bids Most of us praying and dudes 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 And a whole penitentiary being ran by broads Some of them kept it one hundred, most of them was fraud Seen a whole lot of chumps, con men in buckles Some big time dealers, kidnappers and busters Pimps and playas, I seen some k** with they hand But I still don't believe the pen is no place for no man! [Hook] Free And I'm free [Pimp C] Yeah! Dedicated to everybody ain't gon' never make it up out there Know what I'm sayin' To everybody doing life... keep y'all head up! (keep it up) Don't get fed up! Uhh... Do yo' time, don't let yo' time do you Young Pimp! Picture me rolling, know what I'm talkin' 'bout, like Pac told 'em when he came home... Jumped in the five hundred...