Текст песни Gotta Get Out Of Here - Us3 feat. Brook Yung

I look out my second-floor window
And see a black car riding with the tints low
Smoke swimin' in the seats from the indoor
Hawk's spear droppin' from the gangsters on the tenth floor
The ambulance screaming on the projects like ...
On the crime scene that's a ...
I heard a couple kids talkin' 'bout a gun charge
How if they shoot it from the roof that it'd be unsolved
See there's a play where I crash at
The city's just another maze for a lab rat
I see two crooked cops downstairs and they go back in they wallets
Where they used to keep the badge at
Shhh I hear the courts screaming save us
We sleeping on the same corners that enslave us
It's like a cage and a great Dane hold me back
And I don't know where I'm going but all I know is that I