Mission Infect – The Getaway

Mission Infect – The Getaway Lyrics

Artist: Mission Infect
Song: The Getaway

Holy diver
You’ve been down too long in the midnight sea
O-o-oh, what’s becoming of me?
Ride the tiger

You can see his stripes but you know he’s clean
O-o-oh, don’t you see what i mean?
Gotta get away
Holy diver, yeah

Skinny dude, six-one, about a buck-nine-five
Muffin top around his six pack, my beer gut hides
But fit enough to jump whenever all these f#cks get live
They getting one-upped like mushrooms that’s green and white

Intend to get where i’m going, rep where i came from
Shoulder presses is the only way i weigh up
I ain’t no quitter, just ask my liver what pain does
Built a tolerance so there ain’t nothing i’m afraid of

I take the blame and the pay cuz i don’t pass the buck
These peanut allergy f#ckboys can’t have the nuts
So white flags go up cuz they can’t hang with us
It’s trouble when we bubble, these m#th*rf#ck*rs is backing up

From the holy geyser, with the flow so hot that it’s only steel
And there’s no survivors whenever you get durte on a wess nyle beat
Gotta get away, get away
Gotta get away, get away, yeah

Holy diver
You’ve been down too long in the midnight sea
O-o-oh, what’s becoming of me?
Ride the tiger

You can see his stripes but you know he’s clean
O-o-oh, don’t you see what i mean?
Gotta get away
Holy diver, yeah

Yah, yah
Chubby dude, five-ten, a couple bills, plus some
Quick to kill it, they don’t feel it on the real, f#ck ’em
Let nothing stop me, i grind if the road is rocky

Couldn’t put me in a box even if you could photoshop me
I’m probably at the top of my game and now i’m infect
And if you misstep, bet they’re getting chin-checked
b#tch, i’ve been the problem, you ignored it like your own sh#t

Now i’m just the dude that your woman is going home with
Oh sh#t, step into the booth and leave it toasted
Can’t tell me nothing mu’f#cker, i’m a grown kid
Knocking out these rappers, hit ’em with a closed fist

I’m f#ckwitable, i know you already noticed
So i’m going higher to a brand new height that they just can’t reach
And i blow your mind, ah, when i wild out with durte on a wess nyle beat
Gotta get away, get away

Gotta get away, get away, yeah
Holy diver
You’ve been down too long in the midnight sea
O-o-oh, what’s becoming of me?

Ride the tiger
You can see his stripes but you know he’s clean
O-o-oh, don’t you see what i mean?
Gotta get away

Holy diver, yeah
Skinny dude, five-eleven, about a buck-seven-two
A southpaw swinging, every punchline beheading you
Step up f#cks, best duck, yeah, that’s a better move

Rock a haters world harder than a five-pound edible
We pure dope, you better get your hypodermics
Put your head to the speaker and overdose they mind on purpose
Christ like on the mic, the rhymes define my purpose

Been sending victims synonyms for so long i slide with serpents
You can see my stops of where and when i had the thorns
As i descend back to earth reborn, no, that’s not a metaphor
Bless the horns affixed, sent to warn ya to do this

7th seal was broken and we out to find a better score
A holy diver with a blunt that’s so thick that the world can’t feed
We some old macgyver’s that just made a nuke out a wess nyle beat
Gotta get away, get away

Gotta get away, get away, yeah
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Release Year: 2017