Get The Fuck Outta Dodge
Public Enemy feat. True Mathematics Lyrics


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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 fuck 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
Ah shit
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 fuck outta Dodge
That's right y'all, el commando
El commando you're in demand-o

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 fuck outta Dodge

Overall Meaning

The song "Get The Fuck Outta Dodge" by Public Enemy feat. True Mathematics is about the experience of being stopped by the police for playing loud music in their car. The lyrics describe the feeling of being profiled and harassed by law enforcement for simply enjoying music. The artist feels that they are not doing anything wrong, as their license is clean and they are not a criminal, but they are still targeted because of their race and the assumption that they may be part of criminal activity. They are frustrated by the fact that the police are warning them to turn the music down, but the police themselves are the ones carrying guns and acting like criminals.


The lyrics also touch on the larger issue of police brutality and the abuse of power by law enforcement. The artist refers to the police as coming straight from Babylon, an allusion to the oppressive and unjust powers of ancient Babylon, and contrasts this with their own peaceful and nonviolent approach to the situation.


Overall, "Get The Fuck Outta Dodge" is a commentary on the racial profiling and injustices faced by black Americans at the hands of law enforcement.


Line by Line Meaning

I was wheelin'
I was driving around


Wit' the boom in the back
With loud music playing


The treble was level
The high-pitched sound was balanced


I like it like that
I enjoy the music like that


I was rolly roll a roll rollin'
I was driving smoothly


5 o looked and said hold it
A police officer told me to stop


And I stopped still
I stopped the car immediately


I never got ill
I didn't get angry or upset


'Cause my license was clean an I showed
My driver's license was valid and I showed it to the police officer


A peace powwow
I tried to resolve the issue peacefully


Instead of pow pow
Instead of using violence


I'm straight up and I'm straight
I'm honest and truthful


So how you like me now
I wonder what you think of me now


But I know how you do
I know what kind of person you are


You're straight from Babylon
You're corrupt and unjust


They said turn it down
The police asked me to lower the volume of my music


'Cause it's a new law
It's a new regulation


You never seen us before
You've never encountered us before


But we're raw like a war
We're intense and powerful


They warned me once
The police officer gave me a warning


They warned me twice
They gave me a second warning


So I knew I was warned
I was aware I had been warned


They had it goin' on
The police officers were knowledgeable and well-prepared


I got the fuck outta Dodge
I drove away quickly


Wit' my Bronco
In my SUV


60 miles per hour
At a high speed


50 miles to go
Still a long way to travel


And I be pumpin' the sound
I turned the music up


Drownin' out the cars
The music was so loud it covered the sound of other cars


Which tape should I rock
Which cassette tape should I play


L.L.'s or R.A.'s
Deciding between two artists


I'm in the streets of New York
I'm driving in New York City


(Go away)
Unknown


So I pop in my Kool G Rap 'n' Polo tape
So I put in a different cassette tape


And they was at it again
Another police encounter


Sirens in the air
Police sirens were sounding


Ah shit
An expression of frustration or annoyance


So I'm outta here
I decided to leave the situation


But the blue in the front
The police car in front of me


Called the blue in the back
The police car behind me


They cut me off
They blocked my car


Stopped me dead in my tracks
They forced me to stop immediately


But this is minimal
This is a minor issue


I'm not a criminal
I'm not a lawbreaker


I always did what I did
I always followed the law


Because I'm not a kid
Because I'm an adult


But they looked me down
They looked at me with disrespect


They stared me down
They treated me aggressively


Told me what I did
Accused me of wrongdoing


I ain't wit' it
I don't accept it


'Cause word around town was a stickup
Because there were rumors of a robbery


Yeah, yeah, yeah
An expression of agreement or acknowledgement


B-boy niga in a pickup
Referring to a specific type of person


But I was jeepin' and creepin'
I was driving carefully and cautiously


Just a keepin' it down, sound
Trying to keep the volume low


Here we go the run around
Being given the runaround or misled


Blamin' me for the hardcore roar
Accusing me of causing loud noise


But they the ones wit' the 44's
They are the ones with firearms


So I'm coolin'
I'm staying calm


I know the beat is rulin'
The music is the dominant force


Too loud for the crowd
The music volume was too high for people around


The bass is large yeah
The bass sound was heavy


So I'll get the fuck outta Dodge
I decided to leave the area


That's right y'all, el commando
An expression of self-confidence


El commando you're in demand-o
I'm a sought-after person


Sgt. Hawkes and I'm down wit' the cop scene
Introducing the perspective of a police officer named Sgt. Hawkes


I'm a rookie and I'm rollin' wit' a swat team
Sgt. Hawkes is a new police officer and working with a SWAT team


Packin' a nine can't wait to use it
Sgt. Hawkes has a gun and is eager to use it


Crooked cop yeah that's my music
Sgt. Hawkes likes to engage in corrupt police activity


Up against the wall don't gimme no lip son
Threatening to hurt someone who disobeys his orders


A bank is robbed and you fit the description
Sgt. Hawkes thinks the person he's talking to might be involved in a robbery


And I ain't your mama and I ain't your pops
Sgt. Hawkes is not going to be lenient


Keep your music down or you might get shot
Threatening violence if the music volume is too high


This is a warning so watch your tail
Threatening punishment if the person disobeys


Or I'm a have to put your ass in jail
Promising to arrest the person


I'm the police and I'm in charge
Asserting his authority as a police officer


You don't like it get the fuck outta Dodge
Telling the person to leave the area if they don't like his rules




Lyrics Β© Universal Music Publishing Group, REACH MUSIC PUBLISHING
Written by: CARLTON RIDENHOUR, KENNETH EARL HOUSTON

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Blamin' me for the hardcore roar.........But they the ones wit' the 44's…..

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