Public Enemy, True Mathematics - Get The F... Outta Dodge lyrics
[Public Enemy, True Mathematics - Get The F... Outta Dodge lyrics]
Yo, this is a different neighborhood (yeah)
You know what I'm sayin'? Word up man
Yeah, rockin' on boomin'
They they got no cussin' version for nobody
Man rockin' on boomin'
Ya goddamn right
I was wheelin' with the boom in the back
The treble was level, I like it like that
(yeah) i was rolly-roll-a-roll rollin'
A Five-O looked and said, "Hold it!"
And I stopped still, I never got ill
Cus my license was clean and I showed it
A peace pow-wow Instead of pow pow
I'm straight up and I'm straight
How you like me now?
A brother know how you do
You're straight from Babylon (yeah)
A brother know how you do
You're straight from Babylon
They said turn it down, this is a new law
You never seen us before
But we're raw like a war
They warned me once, they warned me twice
So I knew I was warned, they had it goin' on
I got the outta dodge with my Bronco
Sixty miles an hour, one mile to go
And I be pumpin' the sound
Drownin' out the cars
Which tape should I rock, LL's or ours?
I'm in the streets of New York (Go away)
I pop in my Kool G Rap and Polo tape
They was at it again, sirens in the air
(Aw,) So I'm outta here (yeah)
But the blue in the front called
The blue in the back they cut me off
Stopped me dead in the tracks
But this is minimal, I'm not a criminal
Always did what I did because I'm not a kid
(yeah)
And I looked around, they stared me down
Told me what I did i ain't with it
Cause word around town was
A stickup, yeah, yeah, yeah
(yeah) b-boy in a pickup
But I was jeepin' and creepin'
Just a kissin' it down, sound
Here we go, the run around
Blamin' me for my hardcore roar
But they the one with the forty-four
I'm just coolin', I know the beat is rulin'
Too loud for the crowd, the bass is large
Yeah so I'll get the outta dodge
That's right y'all, El Commando
El Commando, you're in demand-o
Sgt hawkes and I'm down with the cop scene
I'm a rookie and I'm rollin' with a SWAT team
Packin' a nine, can't wait to use it
Crooked cops, yeah that's my music
Up against the wall don't gimme no lip son
A bank is robbed and you fit the description
Now I ain't your mama and I ain't your pops
Keep your music down or you might get shot
This is a warnin', so watch your tail
Or I'm a have to put your in jail
I'm the police and I'm in charge
You don't like it, get the outta dodge
You know what I'm sayin'? Word up man
Yeah, rockin' on boomin'
They they got no cussin' version for nobody
Man rockin' on boomin'
Ya goddamn right
I was wheelin' with the boom in the back
The treble was level, I like it like that
(yeah) i was rolly-roll-a-roll rollin'
A Five-O looked and said, "Hold it!"
And I stopped still, I never got ill
Cus my license was clean and I showed it
A peace pow-wow Instead of pow pow
I'm straight up and I'm straight
How you like me now?
A brother know how you do
You're straight from Babylon (yeah)
A brother know how you do
You're straight from Babylon
They said turn it down, this is a new law
You never seen us before
But we're raw like a war
They warned me once, they warned me twice
So I knew I was warned, they had it goin' on
I got the outta dodge with my Bronco
Sixty miles an hour, one mile to go
And I be pumpin' the sound
Drownin' out the cars
Which tape should I rock, LL's or ours?
I'm in the streets of New York (Go away)
I pop in my Kool G Rap and Polo tape
They was at it again, sirens in the air
(Aw,) So I'm outta here (yeah)
But the blue in the front called
The blue in the back they cut me off
Stopped me dead in the tracks
But this is minimal, I'm not a criminal
Always did what I did because I'm not a kid
(yeah)
And I looked around, they stared me down
Told me what I did i ain't with it
Cause word around town was
A stickup, yeah, yeah, yeah
(yeah) b-boy in a pickup
But I was jeepin' and creepin'
Just a kissin' it down, sound
Here we go, the run around
Blamin' me for my hardcore roar
But they the one with the forty-four
I'm just coolin', I know the beat is rulin'
Too loud for the crowd, the bass is large
Yeah so I'll get the outta dodge
That's right y'all, El Commando
El Commando, you're in demand-o
Sgt hawkes and I'm down with the cop scene
I'm a rookie and I'm rollin' with a SWAT team
Packin' a nine, can't wait to use it
Crooked cops, yeah that's my music
Up against the wall don't gimme no lip son
A bank is robbed and you fit the description
Now I ain't your mama and I ain't your pops
Keep your music down or you might get shot
This is a warnin', so watch your tail
Or I'm a have to put your in jail
I'm the police and I'm in charge
You don't like it, get the outta dodge