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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
Walk With Me
Freeway Lyrics
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Holla at ya fuckin boy
I know it's been a minute my niggaz
But this the official return of Freeway
Early!
And if you ain't walkin with me
Then you must be against me
And it's goin down, we ain't takin no prisoners
[Verse 1 - Busta Rhymes]
HOLD ON!
Now tell me who the fuck you thought it would be
I'm in the booth with a quarter water, recordin with Free
It's nice to be important, but it's more important to be
Nice with the spit, pay attention you ain't more important than me!
You need to get it right bitch, YOU AIN'T KNOWIN, see it's the God yo
See most of you niggaz is corny with your corn on the cob flow
Wells Fargo bread, ship it like cargo
I'm shit and got 'em sick while I'm whippin a Monte Carlo
I let the sparks go, what you tryin to step on my Clarks for? (Clarks for)
It's cold in this bitch, you better put on a scarf ho
Stayin close to the money, duckin the Narcs
so I can keep a whip in McLaren's, while I pull up and park slow
When I get the itch, I go fuck a bitch down and park slow
The God's dope and you can't defeat me,
it's hard, I'm one of the last of Allah's hopes
Chain big with an ugly pendant a nigga drippin heavy in a long rope
They'll name you after my aimin at you through a long scope
They need you like the reaper done came to greet you in a long coat
You'll all choke
While I'm spittin (givin you bars), swallow and digest it
like I was livin up in your mom's throat (mom's throat)
Then I float
Back and forth through the hood,
lockin the city, so pity you and your squad bro
If you ain't heard when I last said it - the God's dope
These niggaz think they can stand a chance when testing me, AW (NOPE!)
[Chorus - Freeway]
(Walk with me)
(You walk with me)
(You walk with me)
You should walk with me
It's Freeway, and I'm rebellin, you should walk with me
I got the whole world walkin with me, stompin with me
Yeah, they Million Man Marchin with me, every city
Walk (walk), haters y'all need to walk (walk)
Cause I'll leave you chalked (chalked), if you fuck (fuck) with me
I got the whole world walkin with me, stompin with me
Yeah, they Million Man Marchin with me, every city
[Verse 2 - Freeway]
Uh, take a walk with the dyin skills that define art
Move with lethal straight from my mind's thoughts, I define smart
Nigga try me, I leave 'em dearly departed
Civilians or artists, arsenals' awesome, I leave your man chalked
I am Noah, I will kick you from the damn Ark
Feed you to the fishes like spare parts, don't you dare start
Boa constrictor flow, constrictin your air lines
Like you out of space with no oxygen, tell your man HALT!
I am royalty, play with me, get your man sparked
Throw him in the oven like ham hots, 'til the man rot
Or it's off with his head, off with his dreadlocks
My mom cooked yayo and boil eggs in the same pot
So I'm still reppin but excellent at the same time
Tell 'em stay away from open fire, the flame's hot!
The gate's hot, but they vacate when the gates pop
Niggaz dropped my man, bust blank shots at the same time
No discussion, I will bust with the same nine
Niggaz say they bust when it's game time, but they will not
They still wish on the wishin well, but my will's hot
Niggaz prayin I flop, I still wish 'em well
Roc-A-Fella's the team, your team's not sellin
Y'all sellin the streets dreams, the dreams in a pot
Me and Busta's keep it clean, we not tellin a thing
If a nigga tell on me, I'm lettin off shots
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Jadakiss]
AH! yeah, uh huh, AH!
Nice work, gun work, you should see son work
Dead serious or fun work, either one hurt
Yellow gold, white gold, platinum, yappin 'em
If he even think about movin, put a cap in 'em
Real shit, fake shit, hate shit, snake shit
Knowin something don't belong to you and you take shit
Head shots, you and you, graveyard funeral
And I ain't comin home 'til June 2022
Real humble, mad smart, got heart, had heart
Another nigga raisin my seeds now, the sad part
Good guy, bad guy, mom's cry, dad cry
All I got is stories to tell, how I was mad fly
Jack Mack, Tuna fish, all I could do is wish
And wait for this bullshit appeal, but it's foolishness
And the jailhouse lawyers talk with me
It's cool, but I need somebody to walk with me
(Walk with me)
(You walk with me)
(You walk with me)
(Me, me, baby girl)
The lyrics to Freeway's song "Walk Wit Me" touch on several themes such as loyalty, personal growth, resilience, and the struggle of street life. The song's intro sets the tone for Freeway's return and emphasizes the importance of standing together. The first verse, delivered by Busta Rhymes, showcases his lyrical prowess and establishes his superiority over other rappers. He highlights the importance of staying true to oneself and not letting others overshadow your talent. He also mentions his success and wealth, boasting about his ability to afford luxury cars and beautiful women. Busta Rhymes concludes his verse by asserting his status as one of the last hopes in the rap game.
The chorus emphasizes the need for unity and solidarity. Freeway encourages the listener to walk with him, symbolizing joining forces and supporting each other. He presents himself as a rebellious figure and claims that the whole world is marching alongside him. The repetitive nature of the chorus reinforces the idea that walking together is essential for success.
In the second verse, Freeway continues to display his lyrical skills by employing wordplay and metaphors. He describes his rap skills as lethal and defines himself as intelligent and discerning. He warns that anyone who tries to challenge him will face dire consequences. Freeway also shares personal stories, referencing his upbringing in a household where illegal activities were prevalent. He maintains his loyalty to his crew and warns that he will retaliate against anyone who betrays him.
The third and final verse performed by Jadakiss touches on themes of violence, crime, and the consequences of such actions. He boasts his skills and experiences in the streets, using metaphors to describe his proficiency with firearms. Jadakiss also reflects on the hardships of his upbringing and the emotional toll it takes on his family. He mentions his current incarcerated status and expresses the need for companionship and support while facing adversity.
Overall, "Walk Wit Me" delves into the complexities of street life, the competitive nature of the rap game, the importance of loyalty, and the need for unity in the face of challenges. The song showcases the talents of each artist while providing a glimpse into their personal experiences and perspectives.
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: DONALD CANNON, JASON PHILLIPS, LESLIE PRIDGEN, TREVOR SMITH, DONALD E. CANNON
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