Outkast Feat Cee-Lo Liberation lyrics

And there's a and there's a
And there's a and there's a fine line
Too late to pray that I'm on it
(Yo, yo, yeah)
Y'all, uh-huh

And there's a fine line between love and hate you see
Came way too late, but baby I'm on it
Now, there's a fine line between love and hate you see
Came way too late, but baby I'm on it

Can't worry 'bout what a nigga think now see
That's liberation and baby, I want it
Can't worry 'bout what another nigga think
Now that's liberation and baby, I want it
Let me hear it, let me hear it
Let me hear those, let me hear those

How many times I sit back and contemplate
I'm fresh off the dank but I'm tellin' my story
My relationship with my folks is give and take
And I done took so much, not givin' my glory

Now, have a choice to be who you wants to be
It's left uppa to me and my momma an' 'em told me, yes, she did
I said, I have a choice to be who you wants to be
It's left uppa to me, and my momma an' 'em told me
No, no, no

I'm so tired, been so long struggling, hopelessly
Seven and forty days, hey
Oh, I sacrifice every breath I breathe
To make you believe, I'd give my life away

Oh Lord, I'm so tired, I'm so tired
My feet feel like I walked most of the road on my own
All on my own, we

We alive or we ain't livin', that's why I'm givin' until it's gone
'Cause I don't wanna be alone
(I don't wanna be alone)
I don't wanna be alone

If there's anything I can say, to help you find your way
Touch your soul, make it whole, the same for you and I
There's not a minute that goes by that I don't believe
That you die but I can feel it in the wind
The beginning or the end but people keep your head to the sky

Shake that load off, shake that load off
Shake that load off, shake that load off
Shake that load off, shake that load off
Shake that load off, shake that load off

Shake that load off, shake that load off
Shake that load off, shake that load off
Shake that load off, shake that load off
Shake that load off, shake that load off

Shake that load off, shake that load off
Shake that load off, shake that load off
Shake that load off, shake that load off
Shake that load off, shake that load off

Shake that load off, shake that load off
Shake that load off, shake that load off
Shake that load off, shake that load off
Shake that load off, shake that load off


Folk in your face, you're a superstar
Niggaz hang around 'cause of who you are
You get a lot of love 'cause of what you got
Say they happy for you but they really not

Sell a lotta records and you rollin' in
Swoll up in the spot, now you losin' friends
All you wanna do is get to where you are
But the label tried to make you compromise your art

You make a million dollars, make a million mo'
First class probably treat you like a nigga po'
You wanna say, "Wait", but you're scared to ask
As your world starts spinning and it's moving fast

Try to stay sane, it's the price of fame
Spending your life trying to numb the pain
You shake that note off and sing a song
Liberate the minds, then you go on home

I must admit, they planted a lot of things
In the brains and the veins of my strain
Makes it hard to refrain from the host of cocaine
From them whores, from the flame
From a post in the game

Makes it hard to maintain focus
They're from the glock rounds, and lockdowns, and berries
The seeds that sow get devoured by the same locusts
'Cause it's a hard row to hoe
If your ass don't move and the rain don't fall

And the ground just dry
But the roots are strong, so some survive
So you're surprised, now, I'm bustin' cries
You got more juice than Zeus
Slangin', lightnin', tryin' to frighten
Plains dwellers of the Serengeti

But get beheaded when you falsely dreaded
Melanin, silicon and collagen injected
Dissectin' my pride, fool I don't wanna get it started
We be the lionhearted, without a fantasy
It's like that red sprite, you can't imagine it

Unless you lookin' at the canvas of life
And not through the peephole of mortality
Single minded mentality, gettin' over on loopholes
Gettin' paid two-fold on technicalities
Clickin' your heels, scared to bust how you feel
Pack the steel

Pickin' cotton from the killing fields with no toe
I don't think we in Kansas, no mo' though
Midwest or dirty South, clean dressed or dirty mouth
Whether robbin' preachers are killin' poor righteous teachers
You a scared demon

Shouldn't be allowed to spread semen
And your cowardly lies never defyin' the jackals who babble
Runnin' with they pack, tail between your legs
Though the man on your head say the story
As you downplay your glory
Cacklin', helpin' the shacklin' of your brethren happen
Just by rappin', libertad