Yeah it's on the street
It's under your feet
It's everywhere
But if you're looking for free
Don't look at me
My enemy became my country

On the run
Officer put down the gun
Native son
I never wanted to own one
Native son
Both of us want to be someone
It's so hard is it so hard for a native son
To be free?

Tears fallen from the sky
Fallen to the ground
Bullets start to fly
He's hurt he's in the dirt
On my word
I did not take his lie

Don't want to run away
This isn't in my father's plans
I know I can't stay
If I stay I know what's next

On the run
Officer put down the gun
Native son
I never wanted to own one
Native son
All of us want to be someone
It's so hard is it so hard for a native son
To be free?

Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah

Free...

On the run
Officer put down the gun
Native son
I never wanted to own one
Native son
Both of us want to be someone
It's so hard is it so hard for a native son
To be free?