The King Charles Era

The King Charles Era
New sound, new style, still the same loser.

The Cost of Freedom official lyrics

CH.
Jay Dee.
Always memorable.
Always a moment.


Tell me the cost to be a boss. Let me know, Boss Man. 'Cause I ain't got nothin' that I'm offering. Except my hand in the jar. Now you mad, 'cause your man is afar. The distance. I keep it ajar. Like keeping a jar of "keepin' a secret for y'all." Getting heated while I'm high. The reason I'm high. (
"Let your dollar circulate...") The best congregation if you not hating. Believe it's like dating your favorite chick. Met her back in the day. Can't get away from them chicks. Gotta get to the chips immediately if I wanna have them freaks with me. How often can a nigga "go" to get the "chips"? How lost can y'all get with the 'fro? Is it so "awesome" that the chips is what gotta go for y'all to get it? No comical. I stand up on a date. For myself and for who I love. And that should be enough. Cryin' 'cause there ain't enough bucks. Not really crying, just telling y'all where the love is. ("Let your dollar circulate...") See it in your *eyes*. When it becomes, don't forfeit. Get more of it.


To be free.
What does it cost to be free?
To be free.
How much you want to be free?
Does it cost to be free?
Yes it does.
You believe.


What does it cost?

A couple of barks. Why aren't y'all talking to me? The thought wasn't free. A penny for your thoughts and I'm offering freedom. Talk for the cheese. Say cheese for the cheese. Now, you lost your teeth. You mad at the offense? Fuck destiny, get back with the talkin'! Off with the chalk. Who are you learnin' from? Offense! Robbery of fortune. No stoppin' me unfortunately. The Boss is scorching the microphone, and the mic belongs to me. Because my freedom led to love, and love led to an exodus of what was just. Teaching my sons, but beating myself up. "DO NOT BECOME! Be a better man. Do what needs to be done for the cheddar, and, on the way... don't be a sucker, though. ("Let your dollar circulate...") You see how I didn't fuck up but so much until I met a sucker. And now I want to cut his throat. Y'all know so much..."

What does it cost to be free?
To be free.

How much you want to be free?
To be free.

What does it cost to be free?
How much you want to be free.

I know you want to be free.
How much does it cost...
to be me?
And do me...
how I do.

Jay Dee.



~*captivating*~



(apparently the song isn't available on YouTube, so I might drop it on SoundCloud; I love you, Jay Dee)

Remarkable.

Update: Here is the YouTube link.


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