Public Enemy – Get The Fck Outta Dodge Lyrics  Share

From Public Enemy's album: Apocalypse 91: The Enemy Strikes Black

(Featuring True Mathematics)
CHUCK D:

I was wheelin^,
Wit^, the boom in the back
The treble was level
I like it like that
I was rolly-roll-a-roll rollin^,
5-o looked and said hold it
And I stopped still
I never got ill
^,Cause my license was clean an I showed
A peace powwow
Instead of pow pow
I^,m straight up and I^,m straight
So how you like me now
But I know how you do
You^,re straight from Babylon
But I know how you do
You^,re straight from Babylon
They said turn it down
^,Cause it^,s 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 f--- outta Dodge
Wit^, my Bronco
60 miles per hour
50 miles to go
And I be pumpin^, the sound
Drownin^, out the cars
Which tape should I rock
L.L.^,s or R.A.^,s
I^,m in the streets of New York
(Go away)
So I pop in my Kool G Rap ^,n^, Polo tape
And they was at it again
Sirens in the air
Ahhh sh-t
So I^,m outta here
But the blue in the front
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Called the blue in the back
They cut me off
Stopped me dead in my tracks
But this is minimal
I^,m not a criminal
I always did what I did
Because I^,m not a kid
But they looked me down
They stared me down
Told me what I did
I ain^,t wit^, it
^,Cause word around town was a stickup
Yeah, yeah, yeah
B-boy niga in a pickup
But I was jeepin^, and creepin^,
Just a keepin^, it down, sound
Here we go the run around
Blamin^, me for the hardcore roar
But they the ones wit^, the 44^,s
So I^,m coolin^,
I know the beat is rulin^,
Too loud for the crowd
The bass is large yeah
So I^,ll get the f--- outta Dodge
That^,s right y^,all, el commando
El commando you^,re in demand-o

SGT HAWKES:

Sgt. Hawkes and I^,m down wit^, the cop scene
I^,m a rookie and I^,m rollin^, wit^, a swat team
Packin^, a nine can^,t wait to use it
Crooked cop yeah that^,s my music
Up against the wall don^,t gimme no lip son
A bank is robbed and you fit the description
And I ain^,t your mama and I ain^,t your pops
Keep your music down or you might get shot
This is a warning so watch your tail
Or I^,m a have to put your ass in jail
I^,m the police and I^,m in charge
You don^,t like it get the f--- outta Dodge
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