Artist: Big K.R.I.T. f/ Rolynne Anderson
Album:  4eva Is a Mighty Long Time
Song:   Get Away
Typed by: kirenamloh@msn.com

[Intro: sample of "Sleepy People" by Bettye Crutcher]
Sleepy people, sleepy people
Tell me what's going on in your mind
Sleepy people, sleepy people
How can you sleep in these troubled times, times?

(WAKE UP~!!!)

[Chorus: Big K.R.I.T.]
I got to get away from that bullshit that they on
I got to get away from that bullshit that they on
I got to get away from that bullshit that they on
I got to get away from that bullshit that they on
Err'body, err'body, get your glow on
Err'body, err'body, get your glow on
Err'body, err'body, get your glow on
Err'body, err'body, get your glow on (what!)

[Big K.R.I.T.]
I put the piece on - CHAIN, I did that shit for the haters
Made in the image of greatness, I got that there from my maker
Skipped over the minor - LEAGUES, and took that shit to the majors
Fuck all that salt they was tossin, sauce got plenty of flavor
I'm on my shine like a chrome - GRILL, when the sun out like gold - SPILL
That plate on the time machine that sat on some chrome WHEELS
For all of them busters that fakin front like they for the cause
Blockin the shots you takin cause they know you 'bout to ball on these HOES
King Tut with the GOLD, escapin all on the LOW
Prison system en-ROLLED, big time hope that you CHOKE
All that bullshit that they servin
I come from where you whip it in the kitchen 'til it's twerkin out the pot
Put my faith in God even when it's dark, I won't stop
Flip them high beams on, hit the gas to the top
I got love for my people, they got love for me
I know my power, what I'm worth and they bullshit-free

[Chorus]

[Big K.R.I.T.]
I put that house on HILL, just to startle the neighbors
Pull up, subwoofers still quakin, let it be known that I made it
From the box that they put me in because of my Nubian skin
Now I rollerskate in cul-de-sacs on TWENTY-TWEN-TWENS
Oh Lord~! There goes the neighborhood
I'm whippin and dippin, them law won't stop me but wish they could
But the tag HOOD, digi dash GOOD, nothing wrong HERE
Big BANK, fuck what you THANK, I belong here on these HOES
Ain't nothin stoppin me on my mission
Set my team up, raise my ring up if you play our position
Out the park when I swing, it don't matter who pitchin
Boobie Miles under lights, hater this God-given
I can't wait on the government, got to do it myself
Stack all my chips up, never gon' slip-up case my folks need some help
Hey, I got love for my people, they got love for me
I know my power and what I'm worth and they bullshit-free

[Chorus]

[Sample of "Sleepy People" by Bettye Crutcher]
Sleepy people, sleepy people
Tell me what's going on in your mind
Sleepy people, sleepy people
How can you sleep in these troubled times, times?

[Outro: Rolynne Anderson] (Big K.R.I.T.)
I gotta get away, gotta get away
I gotta get away, gotta get away
I gotta get away, ohhh
Gotta get away, ohhh, ohhhh
Ohh, hey, ohhh, get away
I gotta get away
I gotta get away, oh
I gotta get away
(We're goin, we're goin {*repeat until fade*})