Peeping Tom - Getaway (Feat. Kool Keith) | Текст песни

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The 16 seconds that make it

Come on Mike

Escapin' the situation
I'm out of the trap zone
The ringer turned off on my cellular phone

The interim mystery detector
Hold up, the silver money, fold up black
And the cold must come in by midnight

You've got to get away
You've got to get away
You've got to get away
Because we're here to stay

My getaway is the boat
P.O. 39, by the west side highway
My skin is on point, a more easier route
Police on my trail, I gotta slide away
Move like express mail

You've got to get away
You've got to get away
You've got to get away
Because we're here to stay

You've got to get away
You've got to get away
You've got to get away
Because we're here to stay

My imagination surprise you
Like the New York City subway
Third rail, one half is missing, three third fail
Can't be tracked down by the phone
What if we lie by email?

We get up on them, the back alleys in
That look familiar in a high school way
We gotta get away

We get up on the street
Siren screams in red and blue
Lonely streetlights that don't know my name
Looks familiar, we get up on them

You've got to get away
You've got to get away
You've got to get away
Because we're here to stay

You've got to get away
You've got to get away
You've got to get away
Because we're here to stay

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