[Verse 1]
On the way to practice in front of B’s apartment
Some beef on the low, that’s how it started
Walk to the train, ice whiz by my frames
We turn the other cheek, MLK like it ain’t happen
And there we stood between a rock train station
At the very lip of the fucking pain cave
Only one way out, of course it’s man-made
Looking down the tunnel endless, don’t see a damn thing
Desolate and [?], heart beats faster
Looking at my boys, the calm before disaster
Here they come down the steps, less than I remember
Formed a folded circle, I was at the center
One pulled a blade all up in my homie’s face
Another starts to pace with his hand in his waste
Knuckles to my face, that’s when it hit me
Black to the platform, they’ve broken off shifty
This was all a setup, B was standing helpless
I was knocked senseless, my man above me: “Get up”

[Chorus]
Get up, get up
Get up, get up

[Verse 2]
My man used to fade me, up-and-coming barber
Designs went through crazy, Ghandi style sharper
Got a job offer, a chair on his own
In a hood unknown so he didn’t go alone
We all troop together, Brooklyn couldn’t stop us
Some n***as on the car-hood started steady watching
Must’ve crossed the threshold, invisible to laymen
Cause now we look surrounded and games they weren’t playing
“Where y’all from?” The questions came heavy
They saw my man’s chains, second looks got deadly
One reach for steel, and no this ain’t juice
And then they pulled the plug: “We just messing with you
Take this as a lesson, go and get a weapon
N***as out here crazy and we’re just living proof”
Our breath finally let out, what the fuck just happened?
I’m just a rapper, this hood I gotta get out

[Chorus]
Get out, get out
Get out, get out