Freedom

[Beat: Heavy Roots-Reggae Bassline with a gritty Hip-Hop drum swing] [Intro] [Spoken with heavy echo] Yo! Check the reality now. Pain and pleasure... dem walk hand in hand, seen? Two sides of the same coin. Watch ya now! Rastafari stand tall! [Verse 1] [Rapid-fire, percussive toasting flow] Out in the street, it is pain and the pleasure We weigh the soul pon the scale and the measure Hard times come, we no have no leisure Only the strong gonna find the treasure! Dem chat 'bout "surrender," bow to the feet But a raggamuffin soldier never retreat! I open the gate if your vibe is sweet But if you turn sour—you hit the concrete! I say "When!" Make the move, no doubt One wrong step and I cast you out! Top General order, no fear, no pout When I say move, then you change your route! [Chorus] [Melodic but aggressive hook — haunting vocals] Welcome to my **Free-dom!** Zone where the spirit and the truth come from! Room for the two, make the kingdom come! Beat of the heart like a nyabinghi drum! Welcome to my **Free-dom!** Space for the real, we no fear no-one! Action a-speak, we no need no tongue! Under the moon and the rising sun! Free-dom! Some a-dem come and dem want to get in But dem spirit is hollow and thin like a tin I tell you already, the power within Is the only way that the lion a-win! You want the pleasure? You handle the pain. You want the sun? Then you stand in the rain. My laws are simple, me go explain Get out the gutter and break off the chain! Welcome to my **Free-dom!** Zone where the spirit and the truth come from! Room for the two, make the kingdom come! Beat of the heart like a nyabinghi drum! Welcome to my **Free-dom!** Space for the real, we no fear no-one! Action a-speak, we no need no tongue! Under the moon and the rising sun! Free-dom! Yeah... Room for you. Room for two. But watch your step... Strictly reality. [Echo fades] Jah know. WELCOME TO MY "FREE-DOM