Freedom is something that can be taken away.
Freedom is something I miss having.
They took for granted, well I did anyways.
I want it back.
Being free is something I want to remain
for the rest of my living life.
Freedom can be taken away from you without your discretion.
Freedom shouldn’t be taken away, but it is,
at all too little of a cost!
Freedom is a maybe,
though it seems hazy,
mind going crazy
as I sit in oranges daily.
Will I be going home?
The answer more close to No, lately.
Thoughts and dreams of my baby,
my daughter and not a lady.
The only freedom I have is the
freewill that God gave me.
Freedom is not as free as it seems,
Well I guess it comes down to my decision,
When we lose our freedom we find religion,
Behind a cage reminiscing,
About what I’m missing,
Cuz I’m in a fucked up position
I didn’t know what freedom was,
well I was on a mission.
When I was free,
I didn’t give a fuck about it.
Now that it’s gone,
I can’t stop thinking
Freedom is priceless,
these walls are lifeless
we are like dogs,
told when to eat,
told when to sleep
Oh how I dream about the streets,
Freedom is close but not close to me.
We all in Oranges but can you notice me?
In my cell singing Jodeci,
miss my girl holding me.
Honestly since I am a spiritual person,
I believe that freedom is on the inside,
and that no matter where you reside,
if you have an honest heartfelt
bond with your perception of God,
You are free…
and because you’re free on the inside,
you can reside anywhere physically
And be content.
Just another day here at MDC,
one more day down.
One more day closer to freedom.
Hmmmm I wonder what’s going on at home now.
Who’s upstairs playing on the X-box?
I wonder what my daughter is doing,
who she is playing with.
To me freedom is getting out to my family,
To me that’s everything, my life.
My freedom means a lot,
Being in a cage is not my life,
My wife is my life,
When I reach freedom Imma make shit right.
No more twisting left and right
F getting high!
Only real men go home from work at night
To a badass wife
Let me out and let me free,
so I can teach my daughter wrong from right,
and how to love life,
cuz to me that’s what
Shackled and Chained
Here I am
Shackled and chained
and all that remain
And milkin my man
Wishin I was free
Ridin in that orange submarine
Learnin my demons
Teachin them to be tame
Wonderin to myself
Will I ever beat this ghetto fame
With God on my shoulder,
I know I’ll never be tipped over
Thinkin to myself
Shoulda got a rova!
Ultimately freedom from myself is just that
To me, at least.
Serio – freedom from my damn self.
Freedom from these walls
just isn’t shit compared to the freedom from with-in myself.
Freedom from my addiction.
I do although, which I always knew somehow,
I would feel like cheap-shorted or however you won’t see it or say it.
Methadone? Really C?
So, I’m STILL not clean. To me, anyway.
It’s just replacing heroin with methadone
How is that any type of fucking freedom?
In my opinion, it’s not.
I feel short-changed, but short-changed by my own doings,
Once again. Damnit!
My freedom has been taken away from me,
I am sitting behind these walls losing my mind,
Wish I could run away and hide.
What really is freedom though?
If we can’t live our lives the way we truly want.
If some people are sitting behind these walls,
who have done nothing.
I am not innocent, but I long to be free.
I learned my lesson, now I will fight for my freedom
because it is very valuable to me.
I never knew how precious it was until now.
being with my family.
Not being told when to go on lockdown
I hate being fed every day,
I hate feeling like an animal,
locked up waiting for that chow to come.
I hate it even more when we are on lockdown,
waiting to be fed!
I’m not a f’n dog!
But until I get my freedom back
I guess it’s just bologna
SO SEND IT!