[Verse 1 Monk] I dont write rhymes and put em together I build on subconscious minds Of the conscious souls who seek better Those who grow tired of being stepped over And dont believe in fourleafed clovers Putting in work at the stove Or letting the system control ya So, what do you do? You follow me, man Ill get you through The hollow being who stands inside isnt you Your mind resides on a plane much higher So the body cant coincide with the liars and the fakes on this plane It takes a toll when you feel you gave your all And you feel so cold Winter seems omnipresent But theres 4 seasons Find a reason to exist Peasants disguised as kings Pheasants disguised as people You can fly, be free Youre not all equal [Hook Monk] We are free x5 [Verse 2 Monk] So, fuck equality Rather than raising those on the ground They bring down he who flies Why? They see the look in our eye Potential demise So, clip our wings so we cant fly But we climb The art, it rings from the top of the mountains We keep shouting [Hook Monk] We are free x9 laughter in background [Verse 3 Monk] But, these leaders dont lead They feed us fables Keep us in stables so we stay stable Label us so were not able to see what we are Fancy cars and diamonds define us now Not our minds Stick us in school to remember signs and words Whats absurd they dont concur with the world So why must I pay to exist? They say its easy Here, a loan should spark your interest.. [OutroHook Monk] It ends like this We are free x8
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