Letras:
The Jam Away From The Numbers

Away from the numbers Away from the numbers Is where I'm gonna be Away from the numbers Away from the numbers Is where I am free Away from the numbers

had the chance to make good Away from the numbers Away from the numbers Is where I'm gonna be Away from the numbers (away from the numbers) Away from the numbers

had the chance to make good Away from the numbers Away from the numbers Is where I'm gonna be Away from the numbers (away from the numbers) Away from the numbers

Verse 3: The Clipse] Red rum, red rum, such power in the tongue Never in the wildest, was he talkin' da dum Style on niggas, feel it to the numb Japanese

two guns in my holster I'm from Long Beach city, a crip next to Compton Down wit my nigga Game, if you niggaz want problems From the streets to the suites

for years (shit embarrasin) damn we used to think money was white yeah you gave us life like, fruit from a plant we aint eat right from them foods from

wrecked-up tech with numbers on his chest that say Five-two-oh-nine-three-eight-five and zero Had a serial defaced, hopin one day, police would place where he came from

she's the pimper's paradise Jewels around her neck getting strong with the ice She said I heard of ya crew I'm the number one fan Of the refugees down from

away Cops are on our ass, dude should I blast? Snatched the heat from under the seat Roll down the windows to let 'em have it Fuckin' with this bad mamma-jam