A Track Fire And A Phone Call

Why we leavin'?
All the amenities
I really coulda stayed
The way they treat you like the mayor up here

I think you p- yourself running from Hector Lavoe
That's rain
The Bronx p- on us if you didn't notice
Ah, feels good to me
What? The rain?
Pssh, gettin' out the Bronx!
Who named this place and put a frickin X in it? What's that about?

Yo my name's Ajax, I got a f- X
X on that bottle of gin
You weren't supposed to bring any liquor
You aren't supposed to drink on duty, period
Well, we are leaving the Bronx alive!
Eyy!

We coulda stomped 'em
Least I flipped 'em the bird
I was ready to pop anybody!
They were handsome though
Nice tag, Rembrandt
Let 'em know the Warriors were here before we fly back home!
Home free!
When we get there that's when we've made it

Hey no sweat, war chief
She's afraid she'll get taken out like Cleon
Hey, I found Coney Island on this map!
Figure out how many stops to Union Square
Come on, that's high math for Rembrandt
It's alright
Nobody can read these maps anyway
Forget it then
What's the difference, we're going home

Sh-, this train's had it
Is that a track fire?
This is f- impossible
What the shit are we gonna do? Aw, this f- sucks
Why couldn't it rain now (this train is going out of service, all passengers off the train)
Come on
Still in the damn Bronx

Yeah, how are you?
Thought I'd call and check in
Yeah, this girl Cyrus had that uh... accident
Well uh, this crew, the Warriors?
They can take the fall... yeah, why not?
We will, take care o' yourself

We set?
We're set alright
Somebody should pick their a- up
The Riffs sent out the word
They want 'em alive
We don't

As soon as somebody grabs them, the better
You worried the Warriors are gonna shoot their mouths off before they get racked?
Yeah right, I'm worried!
I just don't want the Riffs down on my a-
They're looking for the Warriors, remember?
We can do some lookin' too



Credits
Writer(s): Lin-manuel Miranda, Eisa Davis
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