...And I'm Out - Galactic

Got my bags packed, man

I can’t be sticking around here no more

Naw son, I gotta keep it moving

I’m outta here

Walking down the street, I met this young cat

He asked me for one rap

I told him I could do that

He knew that

I had the skill to build and paint a picture or a portrait

So I thought it

Manifested a mural, he said I’m thorough

He pulled around, people were attracted to the scene

So they stepped in to talk about their visions and dreams

It’s not often enough you see a group of black men outside chilling

Refining their ideas and building

The cops saw us from afar

Thought we were a gang threat

Next thing, there’s badges and guns

A brother tried to run, made it worse

Said this shit just like he’d rehearsed

«Next one of ya’ll to move is gonna win a free Hearst»

I’m in shock now, couldn’t watch my people get locked down

Said some smart shit, «Oh you really wanna start shit?»

Face down on the concrete my physique

Anger’s at a pique, had to lay like I was asleep

Got frisked head to toe

They’re looking for the dro

Had some money on me and they robbed me for my dough

At this point I’m willin'

I couldn’t stay silent

They hit me with the gun like I’m the one who was violent

Taught me why this type of day is coming for the young black male

Guess who spent the night in jail?

Son, I’m never knowing where these days’ll take me

I’m nervous, my life has been crazy lately

Livin' in fear ain’t livin' at all

So I got my bags packed and I’m out y’all

Girl, I’m never knowing where these days’ll take me

I’m nervous, my life has been crazy lately

Livin' in fear ain’t livin' at all

So I got my bags packed and I’m out y’all

It’s time to hit the road I’m 'bout to go on tour

I got a taxi coming at four, I’m standing at my door

Impatient, sick of waiting

Hating the situation

I’m sweating, pacing

Wanting to knock the driver’s face in

He arrived thus and avoided my wrath

Throw the bags in the trunk fast, lean on the gas

Let’s jet, best bet, take the highway

Damn, now there’s a traffic jam ruining my day

Hit the exit, time to dip through the slums

Where the blood runs thick and there’s evidence society’s sick

Slick how they freed us just to keep us lower than low

There’s some places where the cops won’t go

And the buildings were boarded up in bombed out shells

How on earth?

The church’s offering a rebirth

For what it’s worth

We’re chilling at a stoplight

Broad daylight

I guess these brothers do whatever they like

Cause they stepped to the driver hard, making demands

See a taxi carries cash that means there’s money in hand

And the green means eating meat and greens with your fam'

Try to stall and talk it out you know those pistols’ll *blam*

The driver panicked

Jittering and acting frantic

I told him «Play it cool or they’ll remove you from the planet»

I shouldn’t have spoke

He turned around and they fired a round

Point blank, the cat is done, man down