Текст песни Get Away - Statik Selektah , Colin Munroe

Get AwayStatik Selektah

Get away, while you can

Champagne wishes and Caviar dreams
That life is a thing that my people never seen
Hands never clean, dirts on the fingernails
Feeling like a donkey while the boss playing pin the tail
Happens all the time when you at the underground
I know people with the [?] in the unemployment lines
[?] catching breaks, they try'na catch a check
Pay the light bill, pray they needs getting met
Put them on they sweat, say they [?]
[?] coming weeks, dress on they necks
They wanna [?], it really is surprising
With the lack of charge and the gas keeps rising
I don't wanna regret a day, that I didn't take a chance to make it a better day
Had to figure out a better way
There's some people like me on they charge, tryna get away

(We come, we live, we go)
You know it's only a lifetime
You better find something to say because
(We come, we live, we go)
And until you see your last day
It's moment to moment
Take a moment to get away

I see my momma working hard for the fam'
But it hurts me as a man, I can get a righter jam
I tryna take lil' money that I make
Break a little bread, goal in the hand
As I reflect, on what I just said
My dad two months in on a hospital bed
My eyes blushed out red
If I gotta watch him go, then I'm better off dead
Cause I ain't tryna see it, I wish I could believe it
Would be better forever, cause help I really need it
And I ain't too conceded, to ask you for a hand
Cause I know as a man with a boost Imma reach it
Stand on my own, spread my wings
Sowing through the clouds, getting out dreams, doing my thing
Make my foes proud, cause I love to see 'em smile when we living like kings
Yeah we gotta get away

You can't understand the [?]
How though it is for me to pin this
I tried to smile, but for some while
It's been hard cause my pain is endless
I search my soul, try'na to reflect
Live straight, don't worry bout the angles
I thought I was done with this record
But my pop went to rest with the angles
So I had to relive his death
Sitting by his bed, watching his last breath
And I can still hear mom screaming
"Lord please", with her hand on her chest
And everybody in the room crying
Hardest shit I've ever seen no lying
Pops, you gone live through me
And Imma make you proud or I'm gonna die trying
I'm gonna get away