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the by-ways
Listen to all that she says
Couldn't see very far
Find out all that you are
My California Queen

Fully air-reconditioned, self-made man
Maximize; but you can take your bottom line and shove it

Gotta get away (gotta get away)
Gotta get away, but I need a little help tonight
What 'ya gonna
Gotta
Gotta gettaway
Gotta
Gotta gettaway

You know there ain't no street like home
To make you feel so all alone
Too many folk to tell you
I get lost in crowds: if I can, 
I remain invisible to the hungry mouths. 
I stay unapproachable.
I wear the landscape of the urban chameleon.
Gotta
Gotta gettaway
Gotta
Gotta gettaway

You know there ain't no street like home
To make you feel so all alone
Too many folk to tell you
peel off the layers
until you get to the core

did I imagine it would be like this
was it something like this I wished for
or will I want more?
I am leaving this harbor
Giving urban a farewell
Its habitants seem too keen on god
I cannot stomach their rights and wrongs

I have lost my origin
I am leaving this harbor
Giving urban a farewell
Its habitants seem too keen on god
I cannot stomach their rights and wrongs

I have lost my
I am leaving this harbor
Giving urban a farewell
Its habitants seem to keen on God
I cannot stomach their rights and wrongs

I have lost my
a joke, are you ready to go
Here comes that beat again, oh oh oh oh

(dance) no! (dance) no! (dance) no! (dance) no!
We gotta get out of here
We gotta
Gotta
Gotta gettaway
Gotta
Gotta gettaway

You know there ain't no street like home
To make you feel so all alone
Too many folk to tell you
This song right here... this that medicine
Urban Mystic mmmmm yea Young J-o-see
This one right here dedicated to all the number one's out there
You
like to reintroduce myself, ha ha
If you don't know by now. It's Obie Trice man

I came from nothing solo, straight outta the dumpster hobo
Made up
the building shaking
Pacing pacing pacing pacing

By the bedroom window
Spying dirty eating urban birds...
Picking myself apart
Waiting for you to get home
the face
Now cover up the tattoo by the waist
Let the MC search till I reach third base
And when I get home I'ma hit home plate
Wait would this be
to do for now
But I'ma break it down when I get by your town

I love it, girl
The way you bring your light into this room
I love it, girl
The way your
hungry, I ain't worked for days
That's why you see the pump when the curtains raise

Blast, don't panic
Do I gotta explain how I tame and lock
The rap game
I get lost in crowds: if I can, 
I remain invisible to the hungry mouths. 
I stay unapproachable.
I wear the landscape of the urban chameleon.
As the night rolls by
Song of a drifter lost to the road
Tryin' to reach for the sky

Gotta get on the road
Gotta long way to go
Gotta get on home
Gotta
where I live at
Where parents are embarrassed to tell you they raise they kids at
You'll need some half and half over 8 bar you can get that
Fuck with
Because everybody fifty cents
From a quarter
Where I come from
Yeah
The streets ain't timid
But I feel at home in it
Gotta see a couple people
I ain't got
Fortunate woman, you know I wanted to fly, make it by myself alone.
Now I'm lookin' for a man with a silver dollar shoeshine,
I gotta get a way
to set by
Gotta let my feelings all shine
You know that it will be all right
I gotta get your love for just mine

Found a starry storm it held me close,
Ah yea,
We finna get ready to bump that smoked out, locked out, part two,
Mystic stylez, Three Six Mafia in da hoe,
We finna do that shit

Mafia
give
Boy I gotta shake it off
Gotta do what's best for me
Baby and that means I gotta
Shake you off

By the time you get this message
It's gonna be too