Blu & Exile, Exile - The Great Escape

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Damn, lost in that cage they gave you
Causing all that misbehavior
Must’ve thought he was bigger than his 40 acres
Ain’t nobody big as that bitch, blasphemy
Got a three day eviction paper
Waking up them nosy neighbors
He must’ve thought, he was bigger than his 40 acres
But ain’t nobody big as that bitch, blasphemy
You ain’t got no cash, don’t ask for me
Jack I don’t wear shackles on me
Heard these people have been shouting for freedom
See, we can be free but still picked on
Got an Uzi and it weighs a ton
One bullet still aimed at the sun
Who gives a fuck if he raises his gun
It’s all «Run Forrest, run Forrest»
Yeah, because there ain’t no sunshine
Don’t even get up, you ain’t gon' step
I’m goin'
Exodus, exit us
The mess was an excess of
Much, for what’s a tough get going when the going get tough
And the rush for the ruts get, rushed
They picked the weakest of the pack so we packing
More than a weekend 'fore we get back
The clock is only one way tickin'
Y’all tripping 'less y’all dipping on a one-way ticket
You can’t take it back
The road to atonement made like a Rolling Stone painted black
They paint it black too on the face though
Journey of a million miles powered by the power of Grayskull
What are you waiting for?
Line up for the high speed chase by a race
For a race of the grateful
Stay and you get what you pay for
You get what you prayed for, eight-fold
I’m out
«Celebrate my escape»
«You better watch out»
«Celebrate my escape»
«Don't try to walk, walk»
You better" «Run, run»
«You better» «Watch out»
«Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls
Oppressed and the oppressors
We will be down no more
I bring you, the greatest game»
Wait, can you take a vacation from struggling everyday through the hurt and
humiliation
Of muddling through the mass of these everyday irritations
And get shit and getting spit on, hate on your occupation?
The system’s super shady and shackles your aspirations
Cultivating critical cracks and destiny’s destinations
You’re tired of being touched by these trivial tribulations
You just want the humbug unplugged, so why you waitin'?
You could call into reality, reserve a reservation
Catch a cab into the cosmos' coast, evacuated
Break the mirrors, toke the smoke, don’t choke, inhalation
Just when hope was getting low, don’t cope, ventilate it
Take your troubles and then let them blow outdo'
And maybe lace it, place it in faces
With critical cases who tastin' and spacin'
The fragrance they eagerly faded, wasted then elevated
New dreams in their blue bloodstream, marinated
Cause reality is too obscene, you have to hate it
So we looking for a brand new thing, we validate it
Where the love can only reign supreme
We hope you make it rocking bells until the freedom rings
We liberated at last