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Fugitive (Acappella)

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Fugitive (Acappella) was released on May 22, 1990 by Rhino Atlantic as a part of the album Tell the World My Name

Song Details

AlbumTell the World My Name

Release DateMay 22, 1990

LabelRhino Atlantic

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM181

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

K-Solo

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Parrish "PMD" Smith

Parrish "PMD" Smith

Composer

Kevin Madison

Songwriter

Lyrics

I was a fugitive

To the cops of Suffolk County I was known as a fugitive

Here it go

I ran like a rebel, in '85

Cops tried to catch me, cause all of them said I

Beat up these other men who, were bigger than me

Was it cause I'm black and they were W-H-I-T

E, here I was walkin down the block

I seen these two big bikers standin by the biker's shop

They seen it was me so to make theyself feel bigger

One got mad, bull-pointed and called me a ****

I stuck my finger up I said his mother and kept steppin

His friend told his other friend "Hey Corky let's get him"

I looked to my back to my surprise

One had a chain, in his hand and the devil in his eye

I said I'm in trouble let me think real quick

I looked down on the ground and got this big fat brick

With no time to waste, I put the brick on my hand

And hit the biker 'til the chain, fell out of his hand

Then, his friend cried he said "Corky are you alright?"

But what he didn't know was he was in for a fight

The right hit his jaw, he fell on the floor

The kid I hit with the brick before said "Don't hit him anymore"

I put my brick down, left him on the ground

Everything was cool 'til the cops came around

They said "You're under arrest for assault two and three"

I laughed at the cop I said "Explain this to me"

He said "You hit the man with the brick and punched another in the jaw

And left the scene like nothin happened and they called the law"

I laughed in his face, I said "This don't make sense

It was two against my black ass, this makes us up the fence"

He tried to grab me, so I pushed him on the floor

And ran my black ass home and locked the living room door

I did what any black kid woulda did

But to the cops of Suffolk County, I'm known as a fugitive

As a fugitive

To the cops of Suffolk County, I'm known as a fugitive

I had to go to school, I couldn't be late

If I missed another day Ms. Kant said I wouldn't graduate

I didn't go a lot, that didn't mean I didn't care

I had to come to school more often to try again

Next year, fuck that, I went to school and I tried

You know to hide from the cops 'til June of '85

I get my diploma and things'll be straight

But at my graduation cops came and tried to put me on the gate

I ran though, with the diploma that I own

With cops chasin me all the way 'til I got home

I got away again, why, you know what I did?

I ran my black ass home and to them, I'm still a fugitive

I'm still a fugitive

To the cops of Suffolk County, I'm still a fugitive

Two years went by, me runnin from the cops

My mom looked at my dad my dad said "Son this has gotta stop"

Dad gave mom money she said "Son this is for ya"

I went to Garden City to go get me a lawyer

I went to jail, Monday I was in jail 'til Friday

When you're black and you're in trouble man does your lawyer get paid?

Then my moms told the judge "My son's a good child"

Then he laughed at my mother and said "Then take us to trial"

I told my mom and dad I felt within

If we took Suffolk County to court or trial, I knew I wouldn't win

So, without a doubt, like any black kid in Suffolk County

K-S-O-L-O had to cop out

To 16 months in Riverhead

Instead of fightin and wildin, I wrote my records instead

Commissary was bought, inmates owed me

CO's would beat me up on shakedowns but now those suckers know me

And I laugh at the cops, who arrest me, for what I did

Cause I'm hooked and no longer am I a fugitive

I was a fugitive

To the cops of Suffolk County, I'm known as a fugitive

I was a fugitive

To the cops of Suffolk County, I was known as a fugitive

Gee man

Peace little Joe Myers, rest in peace

Written by: Kevin Madison, Parrish "PMD" Smith

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