Letra de The Getaway

[Intro: Immortal Technique + Friend]
— Yo, yo, son, give me that newspaper!
— Yeah, aight, here you go!
— Man, I hate this one, yo. You know, the post is always on some bias racist bullshit, man. Word, I mean, on The Daily News…
— (Laughs) Word, I feel you…
— They ridiculous, man. Times are better, but they still on some bullshit!
— (Laughs) I know that, man. (Hiss)
— Another nigga killed by these fucking cops, yo!
— What? Word? Psh…
— See, that's why I gotta get the fuck outta here, man. I need some peace. I need something like that or I'ma just start blastin' these fucking pigs, man!
— I feel you, son. (laughs)
— For real, yo!
— Yo, son, fuck it then. Let's do somethin', man, let's see some mamis out there!
— You know what? Matter of fact, pack the bags…
— Aight then!
— Start the fucking whip up! I'm outta here, yo, for real!