Tekst:
The Animals We Ve Gotta Get Out Of This Place

working Working, yeah Work, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah We gotta get out of this place If it's the last thing we ever do We gotta get out of this place,

Let's kick it like this, oh yeah We gotta kick it like this, oh yeah We need to kick it like this, oh yeah We gonna kick it like this, oh yeah And let

club owner vexed 'Cause he gotta pay me when I spit Plus replace a lot of shit Niggas get to wildin' When my words echoes the room like (Get your hand out

we work evenings? Six o'clock in the morning? I'd come to your place. JOE Look, Betty, it can't be done. It's out. (HE relents a little at her obvious

in my arms Felt their body turn cold, oh Why we born in the first place If this is how we gotta go? Damn.

get further We in this place and time When foold just ride and get murdered Tryin' to get that piece of pie But I need that whole damn thing Get this money and this

know where you're coming from? Yonkers is where we grew Trials we got through On top is where we staying Till the end, as long as we'll pray On Hot97

that [M.M.] Here we go [T.B.] Here we go [M.M.] Come on [T.B.] Uh, come on *repeat from here we go* *repeat all* [Talib Kweli] This song is like a baby

Now we gotta find a way to reserve this recession. What have we done? Lord what have we done (done)? Look what we've done! Look what we've become! Lord