| I need to get away
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| You gotta get away
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| You gotta get away
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| I wanna get away from all the strains that weigh you down
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| I wanna get away to a place that has no pain
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| I go right away to get away from shit that’s around
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| Cos in my town, everything’s not safe and sound
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| Big cat’s surround fighting for the plan so they can buy the brand
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| I see them up in the front line
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| I look down I wonder if I wanna hang around
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| Could there be a better place that I haven’t found?
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| Cos everywhere I go I see the same old sign
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| Clock me on the rota try and take what is mine
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| I shine, riding the, ahead of the time
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| Got everything worked out on the shotter’s line
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| I got my family beside me riding on a journey
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| Trying to break out of this shit but it’s not easy
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| Sometimes you need to break out
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| Instead of trying to make out
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| Like you’re call but you’re walking street
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| With your face down, watching the ground
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| Variation’s not to be found
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| And days just repeat themselves so you watch them go round
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| And hope for change
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| Cos now you’ve grown to hate
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| Your surroundings can’t hang around in your own estate
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| You need to get away
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| To a place you’ve never been
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| See the sights you’ve never seen
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| And feel free
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| If you feel me, holla back
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| Can’t get away now, gotta stay now cos pape’s gotta stack
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| I want to travel the world, to each place on the map
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| For now I travel through sound as I blaze on the track
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| I need to get away
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| I wanna get away from all the strains that weigh you down
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| I wanna get away to a place that has no pain
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| Life should be filled with total happiness, no stress
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| Where all the struggles ain’t that hard to face
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| Oh yeah
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| When you feel you’re standing on your own (your own)
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| And life’s too much to take
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| I need to get away
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| I need to get away from all this pain, hatred and stress
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| I need to find a way out of this place cos it’s in a mess
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| See yute’s pon the street shotting jewels for little cash
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| And instead of buying themselves something to eat, they’re blazing crack
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| Imagine everyone could live together as one
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| Under the sun without the bird and the breders ever
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| Or to breathe clean air the vocal tearing your lungs
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| And be run under a government that’s really sharing it’s funds
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| All my people then, you’d best look out for the children
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| Cos little do you know they hold the future right within them
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| You only live once, your life is yours so make it worth it
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| Believe in yourself and get away cos you deserve it
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| I need to get away from the scuffles in the dark
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| In this concrete cage, I hustle with a mask
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| You don’t get no second gos cos mans be
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| I wanna get away to a place I don’t need no weapon close
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| Pigs step on toes, me I stay foot-loose
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| You got through the day okay blud, that’s good news
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| I wanna get away from them feisty feds
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| cats from the pipe that’s behind my back
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| From the heat from the street, from the nightly scraps
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| From the schemes to get the cash that go wrong like that
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| Still maybe I be taking more ask me what I’m waiting for
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| I’m gonna get away and blaze and read some 1984
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| I need to get away
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| You gotta get away
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| You gotta get away
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| I wanna get away from all the strains that weigh you down
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| I wanna get away to a place that has no pain |