The Getaway (Kyteman Remix) ft. Master Surreal, Skiggy Rapz & Kyteman Lyrics

Yeah, wassup…

Yo, it's me man. Listen up! I GOT the bag bro!

Oh word!

Meet at the spot uptown. And bring your heat!

Yo, I think they trying to set us up for trap man!

My heat? I don't know yo…

I'm sayin', just hurry up and meet me in sixty!

Aight, I'ma be there man! One!

Rush my way to the spot on the dot

Gotta be sharp, I'm on the Job

Gotta play my cards, need to play it right

Too much at stake, no mistakes

Today will be the day that I don't travel light

Wait, my man. What's the haps? Yo, chill

Your call woke me up from a nap, bro for real

Telling me that I should be packin' my steel

Rusty .22 I had stashed in the Ville

What you mean we've fallen for the trap that they built

And who that cat there lookin' like we crapped in his meal

Oh, that's Fat Jim and he's known for bad things

We definitely gotta get out of here

You take right; I play left, but wait, he doesn't know you

I think it's best if you take the bag

And use the gat if you gotta

But make sure in ten minutes you will meet me at the back of the plaza

Grab the bag and I flee through the crowd

Crosstown traffic with the music all loud

Nervous bout this bag but damn I can't slip

And I ain't used to running with this piece on my hip, shit...

We got to get away, get away, get away!

I need to get away, get away, get away!

We got to get away, get away, get away!

We need to get away, get away, get away!

I ran fast, disappear into the masses

The invisible man, man I'm lucky Jim is so fat

Gotta catch my breath so I light up a cigarette

But I can't slow down now, I'm almost there

Shook off my shadow, got away slick

Almost at the spot when I knock over this chick

I'm sorry!My bad! Let me help you on your feet

I'd apologize longer but I really have to leave

Look on my watch twenty minutes passed

Damn, I start to worry and to wonder where he's at

Chinese man passed, looks at my hands

Starts to walk fast as I asked what he was lookin' at

But whatever man, it's turning dark but

Without the bag, without my man no going to the park

Ayo wassup!

Man, it's good to see you

But yo, we have to hurry! Let's go and meet these people

Wind blow slow like notes on the oboe

Running' through the park at night, on the low, tho

Heard a sound behind me, turn around slow-mo

Saw my old attorney, Jewish cat called Schlomo

Former mob lawyer now he work pro bono

Oh no , only saw one hand solo

Pointing at the bag but fa sho' that's a no-no

Broke the fuck out, we ain't tryin' to be Dodo's

We got to get away, get away, get away!

I got to to get away, get away, get away!

We need to get away, get away, get away!

I gotsta to get away, get away, get away!

I never trusted that Schlomo dude

Already thought he wanted the bag

Turned out to be true

I think he really woulda done it you know

Shoot us both

Can't believe he had a gun underneath his coat

Next time I'ma see him I'ma go for his throat

Do him like Angela Lansbury wrote

Now we at the subway, I gotta let you know

Yo, I think that it's time you take over this load

Alright. I check the bag for any damage

Oh my god, what's this? We got an Antenna

What the fuck!?

Shit, we're bugged, wired

They know our every move from this tracking device, damn

How could this be and who did you meet?

Yo, it had to be that chick that I helped on her feet

But hold up! You see that Chinese dude over there?

I saw him at the plaza and he's coming over here

Deadly Venom Toad made a 4 meter jump

Into a fighting stance like a Shaolin monk

Why he tried to front, made me llok like a chump?

Fuck That! Pulled my pistol out ready to dump

Cock back, take aim, steady now... Pull

Old bitch jammed, now I'm lookin' like a fool

As he moves towards me I don't hesitate

Dodge his kick; smash the gun-butt straight into his face!

Oh shit… he got knocked the fuck out man! How'd you do that?

I don't know man, reflexes I guess...

Luckily no other people at the train station

So we decided that we had to get some information

Hell yeah, we will hurt you if we have to

But all we really wanna know is who sent you

He turns out to be from a government agency

Four letters A. I. V. D

Ain't that a trip!

Geez, without a roadmap!

I shoulda known that they had our cell phones tapped

Bring the ruckus, here's the last train

Six men in grey shootin' from the other way

We jump in, doors close, bullet ricochet

As the train rides off, another clean getaway!

Aw yeah! Ha ha! Boom boom!

We did it again man! Ha ha!

Yo, you still got the bag, right?

Yeah man, I got it. No doubt, no doubt!

Check if everything's still in there man

It's all here

Good, good...

Take out our shares, we can drop of the rest.

Next stop is us man

We got to get away, get away, get away!

I got to to get away, get away, get away!

We got to get away, get away, get away!

I gotsta to get away, get away, get away!

I got to get away, get away, get away!

We need to get away, get away, get away!

We got to get away, get away, get away!

We need to get away, get away, get away!