Freedom of Speech lyrics

[Intro]
Heh heh heh
Freedom of speech, motherf*cker!

[Chorus: Pinocchio sample & Immortal Technique]
I got no strings to hold me down (Okay)
To make me fret or make me frown (Somethin' for the kids, hahahaha)
I had strings, but now I'm free
There are no strings on me

[Verse 1]
Step into the club smoothly with a L in my hand
b*tches know that I'm a freak like the Elephant Man
Intelligent plans, f*ck a record deal
I want development land with my benevolent clan
And that's the reason that I only trust my fam
40,000 records sold, 400 grand
f*ck a middleman, I won't pay anyone else
I'll bootleg it and sell it to the streets myself (Haha)
I'd rather be that than signed and stuck on a shelf
And because of this, executives try to diss me (f*ck y'all)
Racism frozen in time, like Walt Disney
And now they say they wanna get me signed to the majors
If I switch up my politics and change my behavior (Huh)
Try to tell me what to rhyme about over the beat
b*tch n*ggas that never spent a day in the street
But I repeat that nobody can hold my reins
I put the truth on tracks, n*gga, simple and plain
[Chorus: Pinocchio sample]
I got no strings, so I have fun
I'm not tied up to anyone
They've got strings, but you can see
There are no strings on me

[Verse 2]
I guess to America I'm a disaster (Oh no)
A slave that was destined to own his masters
Independent in every single sense of the word
I say what I want, you f*ckin' little sensitive herb
This is America, I thought we had freedom of speech
But now you want try to control the way that I speak (What?)
And O'Reilly, you think that you a patriot? (Yeah right)
You ain't nothin' but a motherf*ckin' racist b*tch
Full of hatred, pressin' a button tryin' to eject me (Hahaha)
But I ain't got no motherf*ckin' deal with Pepsi
No corporate sponsor tellin' me what to do
Askin' me to tone it down during the interview (Never!)
Tryin' to minimize the issue but I'm keepin' it large
I love the place I live but I hate the people in charge
Speakin' is hard when you got strings attached
So I'ma say it for you 'cause I don't got none of that
And if you didn't understand what I spit at your brain
Ayo son, let this little n*gga explain
[Chorus: Pinocchio sample]
I got no strings, so I have fun
I'm not tied up to anyone
They’ve got strings, but you can see
There are no strings on me

[Verse 3]
Come on, son, y'all n*ggas know the way I do
Immortal Technique dot com live for you
And I know sometimes it be makin' you nervous
The way I snatch puppet rappers that belong in a circus
You motherf*ckers just can't compare
Lookin' for a fanbase that's no longer there
I know that you're scared and you're hidin' up in the cut
But this is freedom of speech, n*gga, tell 'em what's up

[Outro]
Word, n*gga! f*ck John Ashcroft!
n*gga, f*ck Fox News! f*ck those snake-ass b*tches
Tryin' to manipulate your opinion, tellin' you what to think
Word the f*ck up, n*gga
Like, "We invaded n*ggas ‘cause we want to free them."
You racist mothaf*cka!
You don't give a sh*t about those people
You can suck my di*k! (Hahahaha)
Relax, Tech, relax
Another rum and coke at the bar, n*gga!
It's my day off, word up!
f*ck
For the kids (Ha), for the kids (Hahaha)
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