Gotta Get Out Of Here (Stop. Think. Run 2009)

Текст песни Us3 feat Brook Yung - Gotta Get Out Of Here (Stop. Think. Run 2009)

I look out my 2nd floor window
And see a black car ridin' with the tints low
Smoke swimming in the sea from the endo
Hawk spit droppin' from the gangsters on the 10th floor
The ambulance screamin' on the projects
Light gleaming on the crime scene that's some progress
I heard a coupla kids talkin' bout a gun charge
How if they shoot it from the roof it will be unsolved
See it's a
The city's just another maze for a lab rat
I see two crooked cops downstairs
Nickelbag in their wallets where they used to keep their badge at
Ssh! I hear the corner screamin' save us
We're sleepin' on the same corners that enslaved us
It's like a cage in a holdin' em back
And I don't know where I'm going but all I know is that I

Gotta get out of here

A few shots don't made it from the rooftop
To a baby in the cranium with two cops
I hear Tupac bangin' in the boombox
Siren got the whole block shinin' like the moon
A bullet hole in the big bloody
Mother cryin out her heart heavy like a toolbox
It's like I never hear the news stop
A coupla cameras on the corner where the stops
Damn I walk by and see the kids in the alleyway
Shootin' dice like their school had a holiday
And teacher can't tell 'em nothin' like Kanye
Ask me if they're gonna survive I'd say they probably ain't
My brain's yellin' at the wall of my cranium
Goin' insane with these thoughts I've been
My heart speaks I'm tryin' not to let my soul react
See I don't know where I'm goin' but all I know is that I

Gotta get out of here

I hear the cops on the floorway
It sounds like I heard a bomb in my hallway
Gangsters on the top floors posted all day
They'd rather die than be caught up and get a court case
Fire alarm in the building
Goin' off tryin' to warn women and children
The hood only prolongs the way they kill men
Their chest's here but their heart was never built in
Somethin's wrong but I just can't finger it
I swear to God I feel a tingle in my fingertips
I smell death in the air the scent's lingerin'
The devil's knockin' on the door tryin' to bring it in
Two shots then the cops let another fly
I put my foot out the window and saw my mother cry
Gave her a kiss on the cheek and then I told her that
Look I don't know where I'm goin' but all I know is that I gotta

Gotta get out of here