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Everybody knows that they’re guilty
Everybody knows that they’ve lied
Everybody knows that they’re guilty
Resting on their conscience eating their inside
It’s freedom, I said it’s freedom time now
It’s freedom, said it’s freedom time now
Time to get free, or give your selves up now
It’s freedom, said it’s free time yo

There’s a war in the mind over territory, for the dominium
Who will dominate the opinions?
Schisms and isms, keeping us in forms of religion
Conforming our vision to the world church of decision
Trapped in a section, submitted to committing election
Moral affection, epidemic lies and deception
Insurrection, of the highest possible order
Distorting our tape recorders from hearin’ it like underwater
Beyond the borders, find the sin in disorder
Bound by the strategy of a systemic depravity
Heavy as gravity, head first in the cavity without a bottom
A fate, worst then Sodom,
What’s got‹Æ drunk of the spirit?
Truth comes we can’t hear it when you’ve been programmed to
I had a vision I was falling in indecision
Appalling, calling religious a program on television
How can.. dominate wisdom
Be recognized in the system
Of antichrists’? the majority rules
Intelligent fools
P.H.D.’s in illusion, masters of mass confusion
Bachelors of past illusion
Now who u choosing?
The head or the tail?
The bloodshed of the male or confidence in the veil?
Conferences at Yale discussing doctrines of bail
Causing peoples to fail keeping a third in jail
His words nailed everything to the tree
Severing all of me from all that I use to be
Formless and void, totally paranoid
Enjoyed darkness’s, Lord keeping me from the sword
Blocked from mercy, bitterness serves thee
Hungry and thirsty for good meat we would eat
And still dine at the table of deceit
How incomplete, from confrontation to retreat

We belong in true enemies defeat
Destitute a necessity
Causing desperation to get the best of me
Punishment till there was nothing left of me
Realizing the inescapable death of me
No option to the valley of decision
The only doctrine is supernatural circumcision
Inwardly, only water can purge the heart from words to fiery
Thrown by the workers of thee arts
Inequity, shaping in
There’s no escaping when
Your whole philosophy is paper thin
In vanity, the wide road is insanity
Could it be all of humanity?
Picture that, scripture that
The origin of a mans heart is black
How can we show up, for an invisible war?
Preoccupied with a shadow, making love with a whore?
Aching in sores
Babylon the great mystery
Mother of human history system of social sorcery
Our present condition needs serious recognition
Where there is no repentance can be no admission
And that sentence more serious then Vietnam
The atom bomb and Sadam administer Farrakhan
What’s going on?
What’s a priority to you?
By what authority do we do the majority hasn’t a clue
We majored in curses searched the chapters check the verses
Recapture the land and remove the mark from off our hand
So we can stand in agreement with his command
Everything else is damned let them with ears understand!
{Heh} everything else is damned let them with ears understand

It’s freedom, said its freedom time now
It’s freedom, said its freedom time now
It’s freedom, I’ma be who I’m am
It’s freedom time, said its freedom time
Everybody knows that they’ve lied
Everybody knows they’ve perpetrated inside
Everybody knows that their guilty as
Resting on their conscious eating their insides
Get free, be who your suppose to be
Freedom, said its freedom time now
Freedom, said it’s freedom time
Freedom, freedom time

Thanks for the lyrics!

Lauryn Hill is back, maybe not as we remember– Charleston City Paper

Ms.Hill’s cry for spiritual freedom. I strongly recommend you listen to these unplugged sessions in their entirety, part 1 and 2. Thanks for showing me the way Kyle Williams.

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