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public enemy - escapism lyrics

[intro]
got to get away
got to get away from yourself – escapism
uh get away c’mon
uh got to get away from your self
got to get out uh get out

[verse 1]
is the groove good to you like when you lose your thing
forgetting grits is grocery and eggs is poultry
making a living against those making a k!lling
super black man got your back and is back in the building
if the prison is that skin you in
and your cell is sitting up inside your skull
they say you can’t get away from your d-mn self
when your earth is heaven and your world be h-ll
check your head because armageddon’s at the foot of your bed
you ain’t heard a word i said
forget them slacks i’m that throwback that threw that throwback
back on the racks to get my mind back
oh say, can you see
i get back its still black and white, uh, like an old tv
in lyin’ color brother
gots to getaway to the other side, uh
talk about escapism

got to c’mon now
escapism
gotta get away
uh talk about ?
got to get out of myself baby
there must be some kind of way up out of here

[verse 2: flavor flav and chuck d]
you see, i never was too good off the top of my head
’cause i want y’all to know exactly what i said
this so-called war in iraq, over a thousand dead
that’s ten a week, even as i speak
now thirty-three percent of black males in jail
that’s fifty-five percent of black students will fail
they say eighty-five percent of black folks forgot
we were slaves once up inside this box
america got folks’ brains on lock
forget the connects, some wanna buy what’s next
wear it like some sign up in that chest
y’all should know papa don’t take no mess
if you think your past is irrelevant
don’t you know your old soul pays the godd-mn rent?
that messiah ain’t never gonna come
as long as you thinking freedom is free to being dumb (boy)

[chorus x 2]
c’mon escapism
got to c’mon now
escapism
gotta get away
uh talk about ?
got to get out of myself
there must be some kind of way up out of here

[verse 3]
you say that soul is back so flip them hits back
d-mn the fashion (i wanna know where’s the p-ssion)
thinking we came a long way baby
saying poor michael’s psycho and prince, he’s crazy
but what has bob mick sir paul done for you lately?
(how they maintain on your brain seems to escape me)
heard some ghetto cats don’t like metal rap
(hear it and fear it and they think its all wack)
they don’t even know (that the blues is black)
and when i rap, i go back to the roots where i be at
not some thirty year old who don’t know facts
(who’s wild saying things like some juvenile)
remember two million black folks in the penile
got a world of white folks thinking its style
think i’m hating cause you lack the information
cause we the fbi still got on file

escapism c’mon now
gotta get away
gotta get out of myself uh
c’mon now

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