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Time to Be Free (feat. BatFunk) Video (MV)




Performed By: NRB
Language: English
Length: 2:19
Written by: Nathan Rowbotham, James Quinn
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NRB - Time to Be Free (feat. BatFunk) Lyrics
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I own a microphone, I hold it like Nasir Jones
My state of mind ain't NY, it's Manchester
I'll rep mine till the deadline, came back with a tech nine
Bullet holes in the road
Piercing eyes, I don't get why
There's no repeating, it's brief
Mind, I've seen it, it's fleeting
In need of equals that seek justifications for breathing
Inhaling grace that I seek
Combination-less safes all full of secrets I keep
Now everyday of the week
I find myself stuck adhering to the system like I'm in the game
Without connection our intention just isn't the same
Holding up a magnifier, igniting the flame
Lightning and rain, green grass on their side of the train tracks
I see the mark but I don't see the question
I ain't looking for nothing, a man with no intention
Just minding my space, in sight and encased
Diamond encrusted, waiting for the time to be free
Yo, yo, ayo
Champagne North Face with a Hennessy chaser
Dam haze pure taste in the Element papers
Rampage on your stage, I'm a hell of a player
I'm trying to make on merit and not begging for favours
The time for freedom is now, no hesitation
The revolution won't be televised, they suppressing information
The cost of living keeps increasing but never the wages
No more natural food it's all chemical flavours
These days they got surveillance that remembers faces
Saving all your information in their databases
Sell it on to third parties to offer you better savings
Manipulate the population like Edward Bernays did
Divide and conquer all ages, keep us separated
It's the same old story and it never changes
Yaxley Lennon's just another government special agent
Asylum seeker that's returned to activate the racists
Get em blaming our nations issues on immigration
Selling weapons with hellish intentions, effect is devastating
It's all by design and we're surpassing their expectations
It wont stop until we're all locked in our mental cages
What
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English

I own a microphone, I hold it like Nasir Jones
My state of mind ain't NY, it's Manchester
I'll rep mine till the deadline, came back with a tech nine
Bullet holes in the road
Piercing eyes, I don't get why
There's no repeating, it's brief
Mind, I've seen it, it's fleeting
In need of equals that seek justifications for breathing
Inhaling grace that I seek
Combination-less safes all full of secrets I keep
Now everyday of the week
I find myself stuck adhering to the system like I'm in the game
Without connection our intention just isn't the same
Holding up a magnifier, igniting the flame
Lightning and rain, green grass on their side of the train tracks
I see the mark but I don't see the question
I ain't looking for nothing, a man with no intention
Just minding my space, in sight and encased
Diamond encrusted, waiting for the time to be free
Yo, yo, ayo
Champagne North Face with a Hennessy chaser
Dam haze pure taste in the Element papers
Rampage on your stage, I'm a hell of a player
I'm trying to make on merit and not begging for favours
The time for freedom is now, no hesitation
The revolution won't be televised, they suppressing information
The cost of living keeps increasing but never the wages
No more natural food it's all chemical flavours
These days they got surveillance that remembers faces
Saving all your information in their databases
Sell it on to third parties to offer you better savings
Manipulate the population like Edward Bernays did
Divide and conquer all ages, keep us separated
It's the same old story and it never changes
Yaxley Lennon's just another government special agent
Asylum seeker that's returned to activate the racists
Get em blaming our nations issues on immigration
Selling weapons with hellish intentions, effect is devastating
It's all by design and we're surpassing their expectations
It wont stop until we're all locked in our mental cages
What
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Writer: Nathan Rowbotham, James Quinn
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