Sid Dolo - Let Me Be Free

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Lyrics Copyrighted by Sid Dolomight
Beat property of RZA

Unh, Yeah
Greasy niggas leave me alone
It's ya boy, Solo
Just let me be free
Greasy niggas leave me alone

Just let me be free underneath my weed tree
Greasy niggas leave me alone, don't try to see me
Believe me you can't read the ill Graffitti
Spray paint words disturb kill the beat completely
Niggas take it easy, as i interweave these
Lines sewed tighter than the seems where ya sleeves be
I'm a rare species, girls wanna meet me
When i depart, i'm in their heart, they feel they need me
They used to intrigue me, now I'm in a league be-
yond all the games people play this ain't Parcheesi
It had me feelin queasy
How sum people smile in ya face then later switch up like AC/DC
Now i'm feelin breezy
Flyin higher than the frequencies transmitted to ya TV
Toke never seedy
When the Gold Leaf Chief speaks, smoke signals rise from the tepee
Ya eyes can't perceive me
Mediums try to rap with my spiritual being using Ouija
Board the jet now I'm out in Tahiti
On the beach met a fly hoe named Nefertiti
From Cairo, i know she wanna get freaky
Cuz her eyes showed her intentions to please me
Behind closed doors made the king size squeaky
I'm so glad i went yo, the whole time was peachy
Now she wanna keep me, i'm back on the streets be
Stacking that cheddar, so you can call me cheesy
She wants to be my b- r- i- to the d- e
Told her i need space, but she still calls me weekly
Yo i flow sleekly, as soon as i peep the
Course of the beat with wild force call it beastly
Don't try to beast me
Or i might just have to leave ya chest breathless- feelin' weezy
Pass me the greenery
So i can participate then meditate on a new change of scenery
My eyes red and sheeny, puffin on a bidi
Chill 4 a minute then i'm out like Houdini
Wherever i go yo, they happy to receive me
They know i spit it true and never serpentinely
So fresh and so clean gee, oh i mean extremely
So fly, honies grant me wishes like genies
They drawers all steamy
Hopin to milk pleasures from ya boy S- I- D- whose joy's to keep it creamy
And wetter than the seas be
When this lion king takes the puddy cat out back and beats it meanly
Yo i rock supremely, no matter who ya team be
You stoppin me in a battle's not seemly
Got girls in bikinis
Feeding me lobster linguine as i stock gwap routinely

To everybody in the 703
Much L- O- V- E- stack ya D- O- E
To all the crews in the 202
Hold it down for ya fam, always stand true
E'erybody in the 301
Keep countin them funds and have mo' fun
To all my peoples in the 410
& the 540- Solo rocks 4 sho'
Yeah!!!!!!

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