{"id":259539,"created_at":"2022-04-26 03:41:54","updated_at":"2025-05-16 02:58:58","deleted_at":null,"published_at":"2022-04-26 03:41:54","original_id":null,"artist_id":1988,"title":"Freedom","slug":"freedom-36","status":"published","description":null,"album_id":null,"streets":1,"source_type":"s3","source":"file","lyrics":"Hunger and Greed \r\nDirty money\r\nBlood in the streets \r\nThere's many bodies\r\n\r\nI paid all deeds\r\nMadiba money\r\nFreedom ain't free\r\nRemember Hani\r\n\r\nVerse:\r\n \r\nYou talk about peace, not yet\r\nFree my people free the clan \r\nlet's talk about peace, of land \r\nGive ma people what they had\r\nHunger and greed\r\nPoverty kills, its kill or be killed\r\nIllegal we deal\r\nI free all the weak\r\nThe khoikhoi and the San\r\nI send three ships back to west\r\nI'm more fierce with a spear, I'm a melanated royal lad\r\nI move igbo, Aguna, imigo\r\nThe huti, the tutsi, I deal with the gringo\r\nMachete your people benduki my lingo \r\nAskari with uzzis you made me do evil \r\nSushis and bodies when come to Angola\r\nMonomotapa we deal with the shona\r\nWe talking millions some Zimbabweans dollars\r\nI got my plug out from Egypt in order\r\nChakras be opened in Addis Ababa\r\nWe passing knowledge while passing the Ganja\r\nSomalis they got me got pirates in number\r\nMan ain't no police u can die in your numbers\r\n\r\nHunger and Greed\r\nDirty Money\r\nBlood in the street\r\nThere many bodies \r\n\r\nI paid all my deeds\r\nMadiba money \r\nFreedom ain't free \r\nRemember Hani\r\n\r\nShow me the diamonds man show me patek\r\nI want madiba to free all my clan\r\nCouple of milly to easy all this stress \r\nThrough all the struggle I get all this land \r\nGrind on ma hustle can do with the dance \r\nPop on a bottle can do with the dance \r\nI let a pretty body hold my hands \r\nI be celebrating all success \r\n\r\nPoem\r\nWe are the seed in triumphant fruit \r\nEngraved on wealth loam \r\nDessident to grow on rocks that cannot bear roots\r\nWe are the elite strippling preluding for rain tomorrow and the propenquity of dawn\r\nThe furmished weapons in a war of revolution\r\nFighting to dispatch poverty and redistributing the benefits of this economy to the deserving masses \r\nWe are at the proximity of our moment","download_count":128,"play_count":12,"restrict_download":0,"generated_thumbnail":null,"flag_count":0,"download_count_24":1,"download_count_24_at":"2025-05-16","reupload_sent":0,"thumb_path":"https:\/\/s3.eu-central-1.amazonaws.com\/sol-assets\/uploads\/public\/626\/74d\/6b2\/thumb_827892_300_300_0_0_crop.jpg","status_reason":"published","status_reason_alt":null,"tags":[]}
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Hunger and Greed
Dirty money
Blood in the streets
There's many bodies
I paid all deeds
Madiba money
Freedom ain't free
Remember Hani
Verse:
You talk about peace, not yet
Free my people free the clan
let's talk about peace, of land
Give ma people what they had
Hunger and greed
Poverty kills, its kill or be killed
Illegal we deal
I free all the weak
The khoikhoi and the San
I send three ships back to west
I'm more fierce with a spear, I'm a melanated royal lad
I move igbo, Aguna, imigo
The huti, the tutsi, I deal with the gringo
Machete your people benduki my lingo
Askari with uzzis you made me do evil
Sushis and bodies when come to Angola
Monomotapa we deal with the shona
We talking millions some Zimbabweans dollars
I got my plug out from Egypt in order
Chakras be opened in Addis Ababa
We passing knowledge while passing the Ganja
Somalis they got me got pirates in number
Man ain't no police u can die in your numbers
Hunger and Greed
Dirty Money
Blood in the street
There many bodies
I paid all my deeds
Madiba money
Freedom ain't free
Remember Hani
Show me the diamonds man show me patek
I want madiba to free all my clan
Couple of milly to easy all this stress
Through all the struggle I get all this land
Grind on ma hustle can do with the dance
Pop on a bottle can do with the dance
I let a pretty body hold my hands
I be celebrating all success
Poem
We are the seed in triumphant fruit
Engraved on wealth loam
Dessident to grow on rocks that cannot bear roots
We are the elite strippling preluding for rain tomorrow and the propenquity of dawn
The furmished weapons in a war of revolution
Fighting to dispatch poverty and redistributing the benefits of this economy to the deserving masses
We are at the proximity of our moment
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