IRON CEDAR – "FREE GAME"
IRON CEDAR – "FREE GAME" (Intro)Yeah...Iron Cedar.Hope you brought a notebook...'Cause class is in session. (Verse 1)Hope you brought a notebook, every bar a blueprint,Every scar became a seminar, every loss was fluent.I ain't selling prison dreams wrapped inside a bass line,I'm trying to hand a kid a future every single time I rhyme. Half these rappers selling dead ends dressed up like success,Leave you with a record deal... and a record of arrests.I'm breaking generational curses with generational bars,Teaching kids the way to build instead of stealing foreign cars. I'd rather own the deed than pose beside the rented ride,Real wealth is when your people all can eat with you in time.The booth became my battlefield, the mic became my sword,I quit fighting other people—I started fighting for the Lord. (Pre-Chorus)Slow feet don't eat, so I'm running with a purpose.Pain gave me the pages, now my testimony's working.No rewind in this life, every second got a price.If you learn from my mistakes, you can save your own life. (Chorus)This that free game—write it down, don't waste it.Truth don't expire, you can never replace it.I don't want the youth locked down behind steel gates,I'd rather see 'em graduate and celebrate great days. This that free game—every line got a reason.Planting better seeds every single season.If my songs become a map when your road gets dark,Then I did my job before I ever topped the charts. (Verse 2)Northwest Wisconsin, little town, big pressure,Came from fast lanes where survival was the lecture.Seen too much too young—that'll age your soul quick,Now I use that same pain just to build another bridge. Some folks still standing where they stood twenty years ago,Same excuses, same circles, same fear they never broke.I'm crossing state lines with a dream on paper plates,Knowing paper turns to property when discipline creates. I don't flex chains—I invest change.I don't chase fame—I protect names.I'd rather build a business than impress strangers,'Cause ownership'll feed your kids long after all the claps fade. (Bridge)This ain't just music—this a manual.This ain't just bars—this a pathway.I done walked through the fire just to tell you where the flames stay.Take these lessons free, I already paid. (Verse 3)I was counting losses, now I'm counting blessings.Every failure turned into another life lesson.Recovery restored what addiction tried stealing,Now I'm giving hope the same way God gave healing. If I touch one kid, then the mission was complete.If one family gets stronger, then the victory is sweet.Legacy ain't measured by the chains around your neck,It's the names that still remember what you taught after your death. So I ain't here to glorify another empty image,I'm here to show the young that faith and work can change the limits.Stand tall, speak truth, keep your word and your name,And if you made it through the struggle... pass along the free game. (Final Chorus)This that free game—hope you wrote every page.Knowledge worth more than a minimum wage.I'd rather leave a blueprint than another headline,Leave a generation stronger every single time I rhyme. This that free game—keep your eyes on the prize.You don't have to lose your soul just to win in this life.Turn your pain into purpose, let your story light the flame,That's forever... that's a legacy... that's the free game. (Outro)Hope you brought a notebook...Because the real ones don't just leave records.They leave directions.
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IRON CEDAR – "FREE GAME" (Intro)Yeah...Iron Cedar.Hope you brought a notebook...'Cause class is in session. (Verse 1)Hope you brought a notebook, every bar a blueprint,Every scar became a seminar, every loss was fluent.I ain't selling prison dreams wrapped inside a bass line,I'm trying to hand a kid a future every single time I rhyme. Half these rappers selling dead ends dressed up like success,Leave you with a record deal... and a record of arrests.I'm breaking generational curses with generational bars,Teaching kids the way to build instead of stealing foreign cars. I'd rather own the deed than pose beside the rented ride,Real wealth is when your people all can eat with you in time.The booth became my battlefield, the mic became my sword,I quit fighting other people—I started fighting for the Lord. (Pre-Chorus)Slow feet don't eat, so I'm running with a purpose.Pain gave me the pages, now my testimony's working.No rewind in this life, every second got a price.If you learn from my mistakes, you can save your own life. (Chorus)This that free game—write it down, don't waste it.Truth don't expire, you can never replace it.I don't want the youth locked down behind steel gates,I'd rather see 'em graduate and celebrate great days. This that free game—every line got a reason.Planting better seeds every single season.If my songs become a map when your road gets dark,Then I did my job before I ever topped the charts. (Verse 2)Northwest Wisconsin, little town, big pressure,Came from fast lanes where survival was the lecture.Seen too much too young—that'll age your soul quick,Now I use that same pain just to build another bridge. Some folks still standing where they stood twenty years ago,Same excuses, same circles, same fear they never broke.I'm crossing state lines with a dream on paper plates,Knowing paper turns to property when discipline creates. I don't flex chains—I invest change.I don't chase fame—I protect names.I'd rather build a business than impress strangers,'Cause ownership'll feed your kids long after all the claps fade. (Bridge)This ain't just music—this a manual.This ain't just bars—this a pathway.I done walked through the fire just to tell you where the flames stay.Take these lessons free, I already paid. (Verse 3)I was counting losses, now I'm counting blessings.Every failure turned into another life lesson.Recovery restored what addiction tried stealing,Now I'm giving hope the same way God gave healing. If I touch one kid, then the mission was complete.If one family gets stronger, then the victory is sweet.Legacy ain't measured by the chains around your neck,It's the names that still remember what you taught after your death. So I ain't here to glorify another empty image,I'm here to show the young that faith and work can change the limits.Stand tall, speak truth, keep your word and your name,And if you made it through the struggle... pass along the free game. (Final Chorus)This that free game—hope you wrote every page.Knowledge worth more than a minimum wage.I'd rather leave a blueprint than another headline,Leave a generation stronger every single time I rhyme. This that free game—keep your eyes on the prize.You don't have to lose your soul just to win in this life.Turn your pain into purpose, let your story light the flame,That's forever... that's a legacy... that's the free game. (Outro)Hope you brought a notebook...Because the real ones don't just leave records.They leave directions.
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