City Of Freedom Day Ringtones

Fuck yeah Remember way back when? They said this life was a dream Well it still is, I never wanna wake Standing in my backyard at our old practice space Hard to hold back the tears from streaming down my face That was then, this is now You can't run before you go learn how, and you won't This is our corner of the world Where we can come to be ignored This is our point where we return This is where I came from This is where I came from Remember way back when? This place seemed bigger to me Learned how to play guitar, and made my mom watch me We always knew back then, just where I'd be right now We never questioned it, was more like when and how That was then, this is now You can't run before you go learn how, and you won't This is our corner of the world Where we can come to be ignored This is our point where we return This is where I came from This is what made us who we became Where they know me, not just my name There's not another place the same This is where I came from This is where I came from Yeah You had another thing coming if you were sleeping on us Same old voices in my ear saying enough is enough Well, I'm saying me and all my friends don't need you around You had another thing coming if you were sleeping on us Same old voices in my ear saying enough is enough Well, I'm saying me and all my friends don't need you around Oh oh oh, this is where I came from, I'm right back at it again Oh oh oh, this is where I came from Oh oh oh, this is where I came from, I'm right back at it again Oh oh oh, this is where I came from This is what made us who we became Where they know me, not just my name There's not another place the same This is where I came from This is where I came from

On the day the wall came down They threw the locks onto the ground And with glasses high we raised a cry for freedom had arrived On the day the wall came down The ship of fools had finally run aground Promises lit up the night like paper doves in flight I dreamed you had left my side No warmth, not even pride remained And even though you needed me It was clear that I could not do a thing for you New life devolves day by day As friends and neighbours turn away And there's a change that, even with regret, cannot be undone Now frontiers shift like desert sands While nations wash their bloodied hands Of loyalty, of history, in shades of grey I woke to the sound of drums The music played, the morning sun streamed in I turned and I looked at you And all but the bitter residue slipped away... slipped away

On the day the wall came down They threw the locks onto the ground And with glasses high We raised a cry for freedom had arrived On the day the wall came down The ship of fools had finally run aground Promises lit up the night Like paper doves in flight I dreamed you had left my side No warmth, not even pride remained And even though you needed me It was clear that I could not do a thing for you Now life devalues day by day As friends and neighbours turn away And there's a change that even with regret Cannot be undone Now frontiers shift like desert sands While nations wash their bloodied hands Of loyalty, of history In shades of grey I woke to the sound of drums The music played, the morning sun streamed in I turned and I looked at you And all but the bitter residues slipped away Slipped away

A-yo Ice, man. I'm working on this term paper for college. What's the First Amendment? Freedom of Speech, that's some motherfuckin' bullshit You say the wrong thing, they'll lock your ass up quick The FCC says "Profanity - No Airplay"? They can suck my dick while I take a shit all day Think I give a fuck about some silly bitch named Gore? Yo PMRC, here we go, raw Yo Tip, what's the matter? You ain't gettin' no dick? You're bitchin' about rock'n'roll, that's censorship, dumb bitch The Constitution says we all got a right to speak Say what we want Tip, your argument is weak Censor records, TV, school books too And who decides what's right to hear? You? Hey PMRC, you stupid fuckin' assholes The sticker on the record is what makes 'em sell gold Can't you see, you alcoholic idiots The more you try to suppress us, the larger we get Fuck that right! I want the right to talk I want the right to speak, I want the right to walk Where I wanna, yell and I'm gonna Tell and rebel every time I'm on a Microphone on the stage cold illin' The knowledge I drop will be heard by millions We ain't the problems, we ain't the villains It's the suckers deprivin' the truth from our children You can't hide the fact, Jack There's violence in the streets every day, any fool can recognise that But you try to lie and lie And say America's some motherfuckin' apple pie Yo, you gotta be high to believe that You're gonna change the world by a sticker on a record sleeve Cos once you take away my right to speak Everybody in the world's up shit creek Let me tell you about down south Where a motherfucker might as well not even have a mouth Columbus, Georgia, said they'd lock me up If I got on the stage in my show and said "Fuck" So I thought for a minute and said "No, I wasn't even gonna do a damned show" Cos for me to change my words from my rhymes Is never gonna happen cos there's no sell outs on mine But I vowed to get those motherfuckers one day They even arrested Bobby Brown and Cool J Yo, they got their's comin', cos I'm mad and I'm gunnin' Homeboys, and there's no runnin' I'm gonna tell you how I feel about you No bull, no lies, no slack, just straight fact Columbus, Georgia, you can suck my dick You ain't nothin' but a piece of fuckin' shit on the damned map Freedom of Speech, let 'em take it from me Next they'll take it from you, then what you gonna do? Let 'em censor books, let 'em censor art PMRC, this is where the witch hunt starts You'll censor what we see, we read, we hear, we learn The books will burn You better think it out We should be able to say anything, our lungs were meant to shout Say what we feel, yell out what's real Even though it may not bring mass appeal Your opinion is yours, my opinion is mine If you don't like what I'm sayin'? Fine But don't close it, always keep an open mind A man who fails to listen is blind We only got one right left in the world today Let me have it or throw The Constitution away (Jello Biafra) What they're trying to do with radio, with this, uh, McCarron-Walter Act and a lot of other ways, is start by saying that they're Protecting the public from wicked rock bands, or girlie magazines, or Whatever. But, if you follow the chain of dominoes that falls down, What they're really trying to do is shut off our access to information Itself. If they can't do it by law they know there's other ways to do it.

Far between sundown's finish and midnight's broken toll We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashin' As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds Seemin' to be the chimes of freedom flashin' Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight And for each and every underdog soldier in the night And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin' Even though a cloud's white curtain in a far off corner flashed And the hypnotic, splattered mist was slowly liftin' Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones Condemned to drift or else be kept from driftin' Tolling for the searching ones on their speechless, seeking trail For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale And for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin' Starry-eyed and laughin', as I recall when we were caught Kept by no track of hours for they hanged suspended As we listened one last time and we watched with one last look Spellbound and swallowed till the tollin' ended Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed For the countless confused, accused, misused, strung-out ones and worse And for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin'

It might sound mean when I talk But I lead when I walk I have seen what's the top I achieve I won't stop Mentally try to shock I have sins I don't wash Since thirteen I have fought I have reached what I sought I move past like a clock I'ma takin' your blood Stole the keys to the lock Now I'm leavin' the dark See I'm mean when I'm lost The routine had no stop See you live, I keep risin' There's this year no get lost So I'm gonna keep on Screamin' Screamin' Screamin' Screamin' 'Til I get my Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom So I'ma never stop Dreamin' Dreamin' Dreamin' Drеamin' So I'ma never stop Dreamin' Drеamin' Dreamin' Dreamin' I'll be like a plane that keeps pushin' I'll bleed for what I've won I have grown to the rain I'm still ridin' through the storm Over my shoulder I've been lookin' I'm always on the run I can get in to the backs So I'ma breakin' through the front They told me patience is a virtue But fuck it weigh a ton I lift what I can carry You will know when I'm done I exist I become With my music I stun Been junior since young I'm exactly where I want So I'm gonna keep on Screamin' Screamin' Screamin' Screamin' 'Til I get my Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom So I'ma never stop Dreamin' Dreamin' Dreamin' Dreamin' So I'ma never stop Dreamin' Dreamin' Dreamin' Dreamin'

Far between sundown's finish and midnight's broken toll We ducked inside a doorway as thunder went crashing As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight And for each and every underdog soldier in the night And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing Through the city's melted furnace, unexpectedly we watched With faces hidden as the walls were tightening As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin' rain Dissolved into the bells of the lightning Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake Tolling for the luckless, they abandoned and forsaked Tolling for the outcast, burning constantly at stake And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing Through the mad, mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder As the clanging of the church bells blew far into the breeze Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder Striking for the gentle, striking for the kind Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind And the poet and the painter far behind his rightful time And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin' In the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales For the disrobed faceless forms of no position Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts All down in taken-for-granted situations Tolling for the deaf and blind, tolling for the mute For the mistreated, mate-less mother, the mis-titled prostitute For the misdemeanor outlaw, chained and cheated by pursuit And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing Even though a cloud's white curtain in a far-off corner flared And the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting Electric light still struck like arrows fired but for the ones Condemned to drift or else be kept from driftin' Tolling for the searching ones on their speechless seeking trail For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale And for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing Starry-eyed and laughing as I recall when we were caught Trapped by no track of hours for they hang suspended As we listened one last time and we watched with one last look Spellbound and swallowed 'til the tolling ended Tolling for the aching whose wounds cannot be nursed For the countless confused, Accused, misused, strung-out ones and worse And for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe And we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin'