Artist: Public Enemy
Album:  Apocalypse 91
Song:   Get The F--- Outta Dodge
        - Ridenhour - Houston -
        (Featuring True Mathematics)

        CHUCK D:

        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 f--- 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 sh-t
        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 f--- 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 f--- outta Dodge