[Maestro Fresh Wes] Yeah, going out to all my peoples, you know what I'm saying Now move to a higher level, I'm sprint First I inhale, then I exhale Allah's name You never see me pointing to the next male Never seen me judge my cuz, I'd rthter show love 'Cause poverty's got a grudge and the grudge won't budge But nigga's gotta do what a nigga's gotta do What's nigga gotta do to make dough and watch the zeros grow I'm working hard, I make a beat I make a rhyme Trying to make a dime, black man change your state of mind PEACE! to PE, BDP and X-Clan when I give a pound It's never with my left hand Styles are living long, you know my word is bond 'Cause my rhymes are cock strong Like the fruit of Islam, word to God yo Times is hard yo I'm just a regular brother coming straight out of Scarborough Fresh Wes'll never perpetrate and be a gun man That shit'll be funny like Aaron Hall catching a suntan I just be myself, maintain my health Concetrate on my wealth, 'cause you know I go for delf G-O-D's the only one who dictates And before I plant seeds you know I got to get my shit straihgt Concrete jungle's could trample A little nigga without a father figure, or an example to follow Young minds are getting swallowed by the devil We got to help the youth, elevate to a higher level
CHORUS [Maestro Fresh Wes] No shackles on my mind, no shackles on my mind, no shackles on my mind I ain't blind, I know the time No shackles on my mind, no shackles on my mind, no shackles on my mind I ain't blind, I know the time
[Maestro Fresh Wes] Check it I made a record hitting hard like a wall I say without togetherness we got nothing at all Progess will stall, the blackman will fall And if you don't believe me, check the Final Call I'm getting bolder 'cause I'm getting older Some say I told ya, I known he had a chip on his shoulder Nah, I love my people like a passion Give me the opportunity, I write about unity The community will prosper, or should I say grow When brothers and sisters know the right way to go I make beats and I'm all about peace Refuge is what I seek from anxiety and grief My mind stays focused, my vision stays clear I concentrate on my career, successs is near when I say my prayers I take a deep breath, I'm tired of being oppressed I always try my best, Fresh Wes won't stress I'm sharper than a shank, rhyme's heavy like a tank I want to put my money in a blackman's bank Point blank, I even met Queen Elizabeth (You didn't bow did you Maestro?) Money don't be ridiculous That's some silly shit, you know she ain't significant I only got to bow to Allah the magnificant Through bass and treble, I never back peddle Side step the devil and move to a higher level
Compositor: Wesley St Aubyn Williams (Maestro) ECAD: Obra #16139253