| Song | Get The F... Outta Dodge |
| Artist | Public Enemy |
| Album | Apocalypse 91… The Enemy Strikes Black |
| 作词 : D., Houston | |
| I was wheelin' | |
| Wit' the boom in the back | |
| The treble was level | |
| I like it like that | |
| I was rolly-roll-a-roll rollin' 5-o looked and said hold it | |
| And I stopped still | |
| I never got ill ' | |
| Cause my license was clean an | |
| I showed A peace powwow | |
| Instead of pow pow | |
| I'm straight up and | |
| I'm straight | |
| So how you like me now | |
| But I know how you do | |
| You're straight from | |
| Babylon But | |
| I know how you do | |
| You're straight from | |
| Babylon They said turn it down ' | |
| Cause it's a new law | |
| You never seen us before | |
| But we're raw like a war | |
| They warned me once | |
| They warned me twice | |
| So I knew | |
| I was warned | |
| They had it goin' on | |
| I got the fuck outta | |
| Dodge Wit' my | |
| Bronco 60 miles per hour 50 miles to go | |
| And I be pumpin' the sound | |
| Drownin' out the cars | |
| Which tape should | |
| I rock L.L.'s or | |
| R.A.'s I'm in the streets of | |
| New York (Go away) | |
| So I pop in my | |
| Kool G Rap 'n' | |
| Polo tape | |
| And they was at it again | |
| Sirens in the air | |
| Ahhh shit | |
| So I'm outta here | |
| But the blue in the front | |
| Called the blue in the back | |
| They cut me off | |
| Stopped me dead in my tracks | |
| But this is minimal | |
| I'm not a criminal | |
| I always did what | |
| I did Because | |
| I'm not a kid | |
| But they looked me down | |
| They stared me down | |
| Told me what | |
| I did I ain't wit' it ' | |
| Cause word around town was a stickup | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| B-boy niga in a pickup | |
| But I was jeepin' and creepin' | |
| Just a keepin' it down, sound | |
| Here we go the run around | |
| Blamin' me for the hardcore roar | |
| But they the ones wit' the 44's | |
| So I'm coolin' | |
| I know the beat is rulin' | |
| Too loud for the crowd | |
| The bass is large yeah | |
| So I'll get the fuck outta | |
| Dodge That's right y'all, el commando | |
| El commando you're in demand-o [SGT HAWKES:] | |
| Sgt. Hawkes and | |
| I'm down wit' the cop scene | |
| I'm a rookie and | |
| I'm rollin' wit' a swat team | |
| Packin' a nine can't wait to use it | |
| Crooked cop yeah that's my music | |
| Up against the wall don't gimme no lip son | |
| A bank is robbed and you fit the description | |
| And I ain't your mama and | |
| I ain't your pops | |
| Keep your music down or you might get shot | |
| This is a warning so watch your tail | |
| Or I'm a have to put your ass in jail | |
| I'm the police and | |
| I'm in charge | |
| You don't like it get the fuck outta | |
| Dodge |
| zuò cí : D., Houston | |
| I was wheelin' | |
| Wit' the boom in the back | |
| The treble was level | |
| I like it like that | |
| I was rollyrollaroll rollin' 5o looked and said hold it | |
| And I stopped still | |
| I never got ill ' | |
| Cause my license was clean an | |
| I showed A peace powwow | |
| Instead of pow pow | |
| I' m straight up and | |
| I' m straight | |
| So how you like me now | |
| But I know how you do | |
| You' re straight from | |
| Babylon But | |
| I know how you do | |
| You' re straight from | |
| Babylon They said turn it down ' | |
| Cause it' s a new law | |
| You never seen us before | |
| But we' re raw like a war | |
| They warned me once | |
| They warned me twice | |
| So I knew | |
| I was warned | |
| They had it goin' on | |
| I got the fuck outta | |
| Dodge Wit' my | |
| Bronco 60 miles per hour 50 miles to go | |
| And I be pumpin' the sound | |
| Drownin' out the cars | |
| Which tape should | |
| I rock L. L.' s or | |
| R. A.' s I' m in the streets of | |
| New York Go away | |
| So I pop in my | |
| Kool G Rap ' n' | |
| Polo tape | |
| And they was at it again | |
| Sirens in the air | |
| Ahhh shit | |
| So I' m outta here | |
| But the blue in the front | |
| Called the blue in the back | |
| They cut me off | |
| Stopped me dead in my tracks | |
| But this is minimal | |
| I' m not a criminal | |
| I always did what | |
| I did Because | |
| I' m not a kid | |
| But they looked me down | |
| They stared me down | |
| Told me what | |
| I did I ain' t wit' it ' | |
| Cause word around town was a stickup | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Bboy niga in a pickup | |
| But I was jeepin' and creepin' | |
| Just a keepin' it down, sound | |
| Here we go the run around | |
| Blamin' me for the hardcore roar | |
| But they the ones wit' the 44' s | |
| So I' m coolin' | |
| I know the beat is rulin' | |
| Too loud for the crowd | |
| The bass is large yeah | |
| So I' ll get the fuck outta | |
| Dodge That' s right y' all, el commando | |
| El commando you' re in demando SGT HAWKES: | |
| Sgt. Hawkes and | |
| I' m down wit' the cop scene | |
| I' m a rookie and | |
| I' m rollin' wit' a swat team | |
| Packin' a nine can' t wait to use it | |
| Crooked cop yeah that' s my music | |
| Up against the wall don' t gimme no lip son | |
| A bank is robbed and you fit the description | |
| And I ain' t your mama and | |
| I ain' t your pops | |
| Keep your music down or you might get shot | |
| This is a warning so watch your tail | |
| Or I' m a have to put your ass in jail | |
| I' m the police and | |
| I' m in charge | |
| You don' t like it get the fuck outta | |
| Dodge |