Verse One: J Dee

An AK talks but bullshit runs

I wish I had time to count all my guns

'Cause a nigga is runnin' out of funds

But H.Rap says "Freedom got a strap!"

[I wish I was in dixie Ak Ak

Then shit wouldn't have been bad in the sixties

No way No way]

I can't see the OG's standin' in big lines

Holdin' big signs tryin' to get mine

[I'll shoot ya ass 17 times]

Cause this week we don't turn the other cheek

Do that shit and get stole on,

Non-violence gotta roll on, plus we got a hold on

The mayor of the whole fuckin city

Saw the Lench Mob and his draws got shitty

So get the fuck out my way when I say

Hey - freedoms got an AK

Chorus:

A to the K to the 4 to the 7

little devils don't got to heaven

(Freedom is the road seldom traveled by the multitude . . . )

Verse Two:

Used to be a buck masta, buck mast-a,

Or sit back and get fucked fasta

Than a horny assed rabbit [dagnabit, cause I gotta have it]

[Shoot 'em up Shoot 'em up, ah yeah

Talkin' like that'll have 'em all scared]

Don't come to me wit no petition

[Fool come to me wit ammunition!]

Cause the bang-bang, buck-buck, boom-boom, pow-pow

Used to be a trick [but bitch - how ya like me know]

Cause the Ak-40 dick hold a 50 clip

and I'll shoot till it's empty bitch

That's how you got filthy rich

I know the game, so I'ma do the same

Don't like when I play the same way

and say - hey - freedom's got an AK

Chorus

Verse Three:

You better call nine one one

The nigga's got a gun, and he's gonna have fun

[An Ak-47 is the tool

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