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  • Here we go
    I'm movin' off death row
    Ya gotta keep up hops
    Ya can't be slow
    Cuse their towers are high
    They got the hype gaats
    Check the perimeters good
    Read the maps
    It's night
    They might not see us
    Cuse if they catch us out there
    They'll bleed us
    Shoot us, kill us
    Dump us in a dark ditch
    Clean it up, call it a gang hit
    I gotta make my move
    Cause i'm a renegade
    I recognize
    When mind techniques
    Are being played
    It's a plot they use
    To keep down another
    Here comes another
    Brainwashed brother
    Shut up do you know
    How dumb you sound?
    That mentality
    What keeps my people down
    No one wants to
    Live in an urban war
    You live there cause
    Your parents were poor
    They live there because
    Theirs were also
    Get yourself together
    Hit the gates bro!
    Chorus
    Ya gotta get out!
    Ya gotta get out! why?
    Ya gotta get out!
    Ya gotta get out! why?
    Ya gotta get out!
    Ya gotta get out! why?
    Cause the fields
    Are where you die!
    Escape from
    The killing fields
    You try to keep us
    Running and running faster
    But i ain't runnin' from ya
    I'm runnin' at ya
    And my posse's thick
    About a mil strong
    Too late to make up now
    Cause it's on
    I'm the one that's got ya
    In constant fear
    I'm the ******
    You shoulda killed last yeaar
    But you played yourself
    You let me gain wealth
    Now i can change the wy
    The cards are dealt
    I've schooled my homeboys
    Made 'em all understand
    The tricks nd twists
    Inflicted on the black man
    How ya make me think
    To be down
    I gotta stay around
    Down in the mother******'
    Battleground
    There'll never be any good
    Schools in the hood
    There'll never be any cops
    That are any good
    The hospital is a great place
    To go to die
    Real estate's cheap
    Let me tell ya why?
    The man's got a
    Sure fire system
    A economic prison!
    Chorus
    Escape from
    The killing fields!
  • Here we go
    I'm movin' off death row
    Ya gotta keep up hops
    Ya can't be slow
    Cuse their towers are high
    They got the hype gaats
    Check the perimeters good
    Read the maps
    It's night
    They might not see us
    Cuse if they catch us out there
    They'll bleed us
    Shoot us, kill us
    Dump us in a dark ditch
    Clean it up, call it a gang hit
    I gotta make my move
    Cause i'm a renegade
    I recognize
    When mind techniques
    Are being played
    It's a plot they use
    To keep down another
    Here comes another
    Brainwashed brother
    Shut up do you know
    How dumb you sound?
    That mentality
    What keeps my people down
    No one wants to
    Live in an urban war
    You live there cause
    Your parents were poor
    They live there because
    Theirs were also
    Get yourself together
    Hit the gates bro!
    Chorus
    Ya gotta get out!
    Ya gotta get out! why?
    Ya gotta get out!
    Ya gotta get out! why?
    Ya gotta get out!
    Ya gotta get out! why?
    Cause the fields
    Are where you die!
    Escape from
    The killing fields
    You try to keep us
    Running and running faster
    But i ain't runnin' from ya
    I'm runnin' at ya
    And my posse's thick
    About a mil strong
    Too late to make up now
    Cause it's on
    I'm the one that's got ya
    In constant fear
    I'm the ******
    You shoulda killed last yeaar
    But you played yourself
    You let me gain wealth
    Now i can change the wy
    The cards are dealt
    I've schooled my homeboys
    Made 'em all understand
    The tricks nd twists
    Inflicted on the black man
    How ya make me think
    To be down
    I gotta stay around
    Down in the mother******'
    Battleground
    There'll never be any good
    Schools in the hood
    There'll never be any cops
    That are any good
    The hospital is a great place
    To go to die
    Real estate's cheap
    Let me tell ya why?
    The man's got a
    Sure fire system
    A economic prison!
    Chorus
    Escape from
    The killing fields!