Freedom (Explicit)

Written by：Dorothy Martin/Leroy Wulfmeier/Nick Maybury/Eliot Lorango/Jason Ganberg

Take me back to the west coast

Where the sun shines all day

Weaving through the heart of Los Angeles

To the San Francisco bay

Take me down to the south land

Oh I need that humid air

I put two feet through the old church door

Holy water on through my hair

Take me up to the north side

Let me sleep under the pines

Where the starlight falls upon my face

And the redwoods whisper lies

Let's go on over to the east coast

'Cause the boys know how to dress

Gotta dime bag in their pocket

They don't care if I'm a mess

Oh na oh na na care if I'm a mess

Oh na oh na na care if I'm a mess

Freedom freedom on my mind yes I do

Freedom freedom on my mind oh yeah oh my my

Take me back to the west coast

Catch the sun before it sets

I drink a 40 in the middle of your headlights

Run your fingers down my legs

My heart's forever open

It doesn't matter where I go

I got my roots deep in California

Bit the road got into my bones

Oh na oh na na got into my bones

Oh na oh na na got into my bones

Freedom got freedom on my mind oh yeah

I said freedom got freedom on my mind oh my my oh my my

Oh my my

Freedom got freedom on my mind on my mind oh yeah

Freedom I got freedom on my mind

Freedom I got freedom on my mind yeah I do yeah

Freedom woah I got freedom on my mind yes I do

Oh freedom