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This song is by Freeway and appears on the album Philadelphia Freeway (2003).

(Freeway)
State Property, Roc-a-fella Records
This that feeling music you know
We make that music you can feel Early

"Just Blaze"

(Verse 1: Freeway)
I went from the ghetto to the ghetto and I'm back again
And we doing it back and forth roll with a gang of thugs
My burner my hood passport fresh from the airport I'm back again
And I clap your men; I'm from a block where niggas might blast your pops
No chance ambulance can't save your kin; smoke reefer burn reefer
Chill in my spot instead of making selat drink liters of gin
I'm drunk again I'm high again I just might fly a kite
To my niggas up state knocked off in the pen
They booked in a jail; I'm booking a flight
It's fucked up last year we was all on the block
This can't be life this can't be love
They roll with a whack; I roll with a snub
We all in a fight

(Chorus: Allen Anthony + (Freeway overlapping the chorus))
All right, (woo) baby don't you cry (ugh)
All right, (tell em) everything's gon be all right
All right, (woo) I know we can make it through this
All right, (tell em) don't let go hold on tight (ugh)
All right, All right, All right

(Verse 2: Freeway + (Allen Anthony))
Baby don't you cry
Every thing gon be all right all night, Free is on his job let the music play
And I ain't come to hurt nobody tonight
But if a dude get out of line put him back in tech
Must be out his mind let the ruger spray
Clap until we all right all out of dodge (all right)
That's right crush the club tonight with a watch on the Robb Report (sweet)
Check on the war report; check on the stores we bought (yeah)
Check on the kids and shit
Hope everything's all right all night cause all day pop in the mix
I might pop rock stars pop up on your strip
Free pop out hits get paid for my thoughts and that's all right
And my label the shit

(Chorus: Allen Anthony + (Freeway overlapping the chorus))
All right (And you hating the click)
Baby don't you cry (woo)
All right, (tell em) everything's gon be all right
All right, (woo) I know we can make it through this (tell em)
All right, (geah) don't let go hold on tight
All right, (woo) All right, (geah) All right

(Verse 3: Freeway + (Allen Anthony))
I came from the hood and I'm bringing the hood with me
(And don't you worry about a thing)
It ain't a thing I'm bringing them things with me scrap
And I take 'em around the globe travel around the globe
Been to Paris and back again
Free fall back get stacks with a pen
Still move like a king pen clapping you forward
I went from gat in the tux
Snatching your gold to platinum and gold plaques on the tuck
Same shit different line up work gat and a tech
I might get with Mac and act up in a Bent
We came a long way from a pack and tech
(We got to reach for something better) geah

(Chorus: {Allen Anthony} + (Freeway overlapping the chorus))
All right, (woo) {hey oh oh baby} (geah)
All right, (woo) everything's gon be all right for you and me (geah)
All right, (right geah) {come on} (ugh it's the Roc)
All right, (it's the Roc){all right hey hey hey yeah} (geah)
All right, (geah) All right,{oh oh oh yeah} (geah) All right, (holla)

{All my homeboys out there dying} (Tell em)
(Woo) hey this world's a crazy place (geah)
Oh (geah) why didn't I find my (yes) place
{All right all right} (clap clap clap clap) (holla)
All right (geah) {all right}
All right {all right}, All right {yeah}, All right {oh lord}

(Freeway)
Young Free, Allen Anthony, The Roc is definitely in the building
Woo, geah, geah woop woop geah clap clap clap clap clap woo woo woo

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