The Getaway

[Intro: repeat]

"Can't get awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay

Can't get awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay

Can't get awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay

Just can't go away"

[Rapper Big Pooh:]

Yeah, uh and just like that

We back again, uh - Little Brother

Yeah

Mic, predator, eat any competitor

Had to double back cause I been way ahead of the

Curve that they settin up, nerve they forgettin-uh

Heard that we ushered in, heard we was sufferin

NO - Poobie's recoverin, just a little bufferin

Took a little Bufferin, now I'm back tougher than

Can't get enough of them, no we don't follow trends

Threw me in the deep end to find out that I can swim

I take my time to configure each rhyme

One line at a time to show you I'm that G'REAL

Pound for pound, nigga skill for skill

Ain't nobody fuckin with me, I bet my deal, chill

Chumps is "mad, " while folks is "Glad"

Just to know I got it Ziploc'd up in the bag

Just to know I got 'er out hard up in the ave

It's Little Brother, trust you don't want no problems with THAT!

[Chorus:]

"Can't get awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay

Can't get awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay

Can't get awaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay

Just can't go away"

[Pooh: overlaps]

Hah, I told y'all man, the jab is mean

The hook is nice, the uppercut is sweet

I'm in the best shape of my career

Yeah, let's, GO!

[Phonte:]

Uh, aiyyo they thought that I would lose it

Thought that I would do wrong

My third time around, they say, "He should find a new charm"

But Tay's unaffected, he's chillin sippin ooh-Long Tea

Doin me, been too strong for too long

On that Mary J. shit, they sayin he should "Move On"

Cain't cut the mustard, cain't slice the Poupon

Sheeit! Cut it out, like a coupon

Tay is the truth, I'm "Livin' Proof" like the Group Home

Ain't another team gettin live enough, arms ain't wide enough

To make the party people jump off the wall

My rhymes for real niggaz, cause that's who feel niggaz

My words, heal niggaz like it's altar call

And it's time for me to slay these fakes

They could try to remove but they could never replace

Start tithing dawg, hit that collection plate

Fo' Reverend Tiggallo Dollar, Bishop Tay D. Jakes

Niggaz made the mistake of thinkin we couldn't bounce back

Thought that we would bounce back, to Carolina cause we couldn't handle ours

You never heard no nigga spit no bad raps

So why y'all think a bad lap would stop my marathon

I can't believe they believe I would leave

Like a teabag, lookin in my face like He-Man

Well your assumptions are kinda out of place

And slightly off-base/off base like a nigga leavin rehab

I would never stop, never quit, never falter

Never bend, never break, never change, never alter my

Style - so fly, it's testament to my

Perfection, let us have a "B" selection from the choir - CHU'CH!

[choir sings the chorus replacing the sample]

C'mon

[DJ Flash cuts and scratches:]

"I'm kinda fly with it"

[Mos Def:] "Black Dante, Mr. Phonte, cold perfection"

"I'm kinda fly with it"

"The NEW Geto Boys, yo "We Can't Be Stopped""

"I'm kinda fly with it"

[Big Daddy Kane:] "We can take it from NY to NC"

"I'm kinda fly with it"

"Who you came to see and who you came to rock for"

[church organ plays]

"kinda fly with it, I was bless with the talent to rhyme"

{slowed down} "and MUTHAFUCKAS I'm a DIE WIT IT... "

[music stops]

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