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1. Leslie Edward Pridgen (born March 24, 1977), better known by his stage name Freeway, is an American rapper. Freeway a.k.a. Philly Freeway began rapping while in high school. He later met fellow rapper Beanie Sigel, who would be signed to Roc-A-Fella and later help Freeway get a contract with the record label. Freeway became one of the label's most visible artists after making his first appearance on The Dynasty: Roc La Familia in 2000 and appearing on several other Roc releases before putting out his solo album, Philadelphia Freeway.
The album was produced primarily by Roc-A-Fella-affiliated artists--Just Blaze, Bink!, Kanye West--and featured mostly Roc-A-Fella rappers as well, many of them from State Property: a Philadelphia-based bunch of Roc members that Freeway and Beanie Sigel had compiled into a group. The album's biggest hit was What We Do, produced by Just Blaze and featuring Jay-Z & Beanie Sigel.
After relations between Beanie Sigel and State Property soured, whether he and Freeway are still friends is unclear. Though Beanie had said he didn't know if he'd work with State Property again, he was present at Jay-Z's I Declare War concert alongside Freeway.
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2. Freeway are a classic British rock covers band based in York. A five piece playing primarily twin guitar rock music from the classic rock era of the 70s and 80s.
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3. A 3-piece blues rock band from Australia
Don't Cross The Line
Freeway Lyrics
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The gat hack are end where the cops'll clip
Back, flip, hands spring semi your V
You callin' all an' run to the cops
Don't make me wet, y'all
With what's under the T-shirt
The heat hurt, blew off ya front porch, your backyard
Thick jaws, act hard, so they keep squirtin'
I move work often
Like when New York couldn't beat Boston
Controllin' the nets, I float on ya block
Hop out, post up, move rocks often
Shut the shot down, pass it to Chris
If your boss got twelve on the neck, ten in the arm
An' my gat at the end of my arms
Hittin' the clip prick
Flippin' ya vet, causin' you harm, nigga
Ya'll need a place of respect, we runnin' shit
The name, F are double the E, tell 'em
Don't really wanna cross the line
An' I don't wanna have to tell ya twice
An' Trick, are O see bring trouble your way
W A to the why, tell 'em
Means that don't show love
Freeway gets no love
Trick, are O see bring trouble this parts
F are E, bubble the ride an' in all
Came from takin' the trip, stuffin' the ride, yea
I'ma ride it on every of your ride
Caught in every broad or market
Park it, hop out in deer crew
The heat is on perfect, tuckin' the linin'
I'm fine an' trynna get some tickets for slidin'
Freeway's in full effect
An' all these bitches want some millions
Just to hear my rhyme
An' I don't gotta boss 'em to give nectar
The boy get check-ups, I get neck, when I don't ask
When mami's with the ax, make my baby momma ask
Look, that's the crime
An' I don't wanna force y'all to give checks, uh
Without tax, Freeway shoot ya from ya head to ya toe
From ya toes to ya neck
That's what the boy brought, extra large
The name, F are double the E, tell 'em
Don't really wanna cross the line
An' I don't wanna have to tell ya twice
An' Trick, are O see bring trouble your way
W A to the why, tell 'em
Means that don't show love
Freeway gets no love
Trick, are O see bring trouble this parts
Freeway bring trouble to soloists
The sawed off split, get the fuck outta dodge
Know this, I came from nothin'
So ain't nothin' for my gauge to duck
You punks, get outta line
An' I cock back, bloody ya tee
Pull ya top back, drive through at McDonald's
In front of Ronald, put ya brains on ya Big Mac
Make sure the bitch don't leave
I got a gat an' a clip in each sleeve
With boxers, so my dick can breathe
Breeze through in the '89
Dealt with my boys, with my whistle on freeze
That's how you know I got the block on smash
Act up, I put your stripper on freeze
Me an' Sieg', like Snoop an' Daz
Because tricks that fuck, couldn't give me the ass
An' they roll up, light up, pass me the trees, come on
The name, F are double the E, tell 'em
Don't really wanna cross the line
An' I don't wanna have to tell ya twice
An' Trick, are O see bring trouble your way
W A to the why, tell 'em
Means that don't show love
Freeway gets no love
Trick, are O see bring trouble this parts
It's Freeway and done away and we doin' it [Incomprehensible]
Holla, yeah, it's the rep
F are double the E, tell 'em
Cross the line, flip ya V?
Ya lost you mind? Don't fuck with Free
Trick, are O see bring trouble your way, holla
The lyrics of Freeway & Faith Evans's song "Don't Cross the Line" are very aggressive and violent. The song talks about gun violence and drug dealing. The lyrics have various vulgar language and obscene references to sex and drugs. The song talks about how the rappers are running the streets and how people who interfere with their work will face consequences.
The chorus of the song warns people not to cross the line with these rappers as it will only bring trouble to them. They use violent language and references to guns and violence to establish their dominance on the streets. The verses by the rappers talk about their experience in the drug business and how they have worked hard to make a name for themselves.
Line by Line Meaning
The name F are double the E
I am Freeway and my name is spelled with two F's and two E's.
The gat hack are end where the cops'll clip
I will stop shooting my gun when the police arrive.
Back, flip, hands spring semi your V
I am skilled in acrobatics and can shoot your car with a semi-automatic gun.
You callin' all an' run to the cops
You are a coward for calling the police.
Don't make me wet, y'all
Do not make me angry.
With what's under the T-shirt
With my concealed weapon.
The heat hurt, blew off ya front porch, your backyard
My gunfire caused damage to your property.
Ya'll niggaz like dicks, pause
You guys are acting weak, pause.
Thick jaws, act hard, so they keep squirtin'
You talk tough but are really just a coward who runs away.
I move work often
I frequently traffic drugs.
Like when New York couldn't beat Boston
I move drugs like the Boston Celtics beat the New York Knicks.
Controllin' the nets, I float on ya block
I have control over the drug distribution in your neighborhood.
Hop out, post up, move rocks often
I frequently exit my car, stand on the street corner, and sell drugs.
Shut the shot down, pass it to Chris
I stop selling drugs and pass drugs to my associate, Chris.
If your boss got twelve on the neck, ten in the arm
You are in trouble if someone with a gun has '12' tattooed on their neck and '10' on their arm.
An' my gat at the end of my arms
I have a gun in each hand.
Hittin' the clip prick
I am shooting at you.
Flippin' ya vet, causin' you harm, nigga
I am damaging your car and hurting you.
Ya'll need a place of respect, we runnin' shit
You need to show us respect because we control the drug trade in this area.
Don't really wanna cross the line
Do not mess with us.
An' I don't wanna have to tell ya twice
I am warning you once.
An' Trick, are O see bring trouble your way
My associate, Trick Daddy, will cause you problems if you mess with us.
Means that don't show love
If you do not support us, you are an enemy.
Freeway gets no love
I do not care if you do not like me.
F are E, bubble the ride an' in all
I have customized my car with two F's and two E's.
Came from takin' the trip, stuffin' the ride, yea
I began my drug trafficking career by transporting drugs in my car.
I'ma ride it on every of your ride
I will park my car on your property.
Caught in every broad or market
I sell drugs to anyone and everyone.
Park it, hop out in deer crew
I park my car and exit with my group of associates.
The heat is on perfect, tuckin' the linin'
I am carrying a gun that is ready to be used.
I'm fine an' trynna get some tickets for slidin'
I am doing well and trying to make more money selling drugs.
An' all these bitches want some millions
Women are attracted to me because of my success in the drug trade.
Just to hear my rhyme
Women are attracted to me because of my impressive rapping skills.
And I don't gotta boss 'em to give nectar
I do not need to force women to perform sexual acts with me.
The boy get check-ups, I get neck, when I don't ask
Women willingly perform sexual acts with me and I do not need to ask.
When mami's with the ax, make my baby momma ask
When I am having sex with a woman, it is so rough that my child's mother will ask about it later.
Look, that's the crime
This type of sexual behavior is morally wrong.
An' I don't wanna force y'all to give checks, uh
I do not want to have to use violence to collect drug money.
Without tax, Freeway shoot ya from ya head to ya toe
If you do not give me my cut of the drug money, I will harm you severely.
That's what the boy brought, extra large
I am well-equipped to use violence to achieve my goals.
Freeway bring trouble to soloists
I cause problems for those who oppose me.
The sawed off split, get the fuck outta dodge
I carry a dangerous weapon and will harm those who cross me.
Know this, I came from nothin'
I started with nothing and now I am successful in the drug trade.
So ain't nothin' for my gauge to duck
I have nothing to lose and I am prepared to use my gun.
You punks, get outta line
You need to show me respect or face the consequences.
An' I cock back, bloody ya tee
I will shoot and cause you to bleed.
Pull ya top back, drive through at McDonald's
I will shoot you in public and cause chaos.
In front of Ronald, put ya brains on ya Big Mac
I will shoot you in front of a popular fast food restaurant.
Make sure the bitch don't leave
I will prevent anyone from escaping or calling the police.
I got a gat an' a clip in each sleeve
I am carrying two guns with lots of ammunition.
With boxers, so my dick can breathe
I am wearing loose underwear so that my genitals are comfortable while I carry weapons.
Breeze through in the '89
I drive a 1989 vehicle that is good for quickly escaping the scene of a crime.
Dealt with my boys, with my whistle on freeze
I have a group of associates who are loyal to me and I can control them with one signal.
That's how you know I got the block on smash
I am in control of the drug trade in this area.
Act up, I put your stripper on freeze
If you cross me, I will harm those who work for you, like a stripper.
Me an' Sieg', like Snoop an' Daz
My associate, Siegel, and I are like the famous rap duo Snoop Dogg and Daz Dillinger.
Because tricks that fuck, couldn't give me the ass
I am unimpressed by people who deceive or lie to me.
An' they roll up, light up, pass me the trees, come on
My associates arrive and we smoke marijuana together.
Cross the line, flip ya V?
Do you really want to face the violent consequences of crossing me?
Ya lost you mind? Don't fuck with Free
You are crazy if you mess with me.
Trick, are O see bring trouble your way, holla
My associate, Trick Daddy, will cause you problems if you mess with us.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: FAITH EVANS, V BARRETT, B ELI, LESLIE PRIDGEN, JUSTIN GREGORY SMITH
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