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100 Miles And Runnin' - N.W.A.

100 Miles And Runnin'


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Hey, why do we call ourselves niggas for life? 'Cause if we die, we still gonna be some dead niggas Catch those motherfuckers, catch them, catch them Hey man, keep up, keep up, this way, come on man, hurry up You don't really think you're gonna get away, do you? We haven't spotted them yet But they're somewhere in the immediate vicinity Go, go, go, go! A 100 Miles and Runnin' MC Ren, I hold the gun and You want me to kill a motherfucker and it's done in Since I'm stereotyped to kill and destruct Is one of the main reasons, I don't give a fuck Chances are usually not good 'Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood And gettin' jacked by the you-know-who When in a black and white, the capacity is two We're not alone, we're three more brothers, I mean street-brothers Now wearin' my dyes, 'cause I'm not stupid, motherfuckers They're out to take our heads for what we said in the past Point-blank, they can kiss my black ass I didn't stutter when I said "Fuck Tha Police" 'Cause it's hard for a nigga to get peace Now it's broken and can't be fixed Cause police and little black niggers don't mix so Now I'm creepin' through the fall Runnin' like a team, well, see, I might have slayed y'all So for now pack the gun and Hold it in the air, 'cause MC Ren has a 100 miles of runnin' Into this news Four fugitives are on the run FBI sources tell us that the four are headed 100 miles to their home base, Compton Lend me a motherfuckin' ear So I can tell you why Runnin' with my brothers, headed for the home base With a steady pace on the face that just, we raced The road ahead goes on and on The shit is gettin' longer than the motherfuckin' marathon Runnin' on but never runnin' out (Stayin' wired) and if I get tired, I can still try out Hitchhikin', if that's what it gotta do But nobody's pickin' up a Nigga With Attitude Confused, yo, but Dre's a nigga with nothin' to lose One of the few who's been accused and abused Of the crime of poisonin' young minds But you don't know shit, 'til you been in my shoes And Dre is back from the C-P-T Droppin' some shit that's D-O-P-E So fuck the P-O-L-I-C-E! And any motherfucker that disagrees! Stuck and runnin' hard, hauling ass 'Cause I'm a nigga known for havin' a notorious past My mind was slick, my temper was too quick Now the FBI's all over my Got us tick and runnin' just to find the gun that started the clock That's when the E jumped off the startin' block A 100 Miles from home and, yo, it's a long stretch A little sprintin' motherfucker that they won't catch Yeah, back to Compton again Yo, it's either that or the Federal pen 'Cause niggas been runnin' since beginning of time Takin' a minute to tell you what's on my motherfuckin' mind Runnin' like I just don't care Compton's 50 miles but, yo, I'ma get there Archin' my back and on a straight rough Just like Carl Lewis, I'm ballin' the fuck out From city to city, I'm a menace as I pass by Rippin' up shit just so you can remember I'm a straight up nigga that's done in, gunnin' and comin' Straight at your ass, a 100 miles and runnin'! This one goes out to the four brothers from Compton You're almost there, but the FBI has a little message for you "Nowhere to run to, baby" "Nowhere to hide." Good luck brothers Runnin' like a nigga I hate to lose Show me on the news, but I hate to be abused I know it was a set-up, so now I'm gonna get up Even if the FBI wants me to shut up But I've got 10 000 niggas strong They got everybody singin' my "Fuck Tha Police" song And while they treat my group like dirt Their whole fuckin' family, is wearin' our T-shirts So I'ma run 'til I can't run no more 'Cause it's time for MC Ren to settle the score I got a urge to kick down doors At my grave like a slave, even if the Ren calls Clouds are dark and brothers are hidin' Dick-tricklin' at the sunny motherfucker's are ridin' Started with five and, yo, one couldn't take it So now there's four 'cause the fifth couldn't make it The number's even, now I'm leavin' We're never gettin' took by a bitch with a weave in Her and the troops are right behind me But they're so fuckin' stupid, they'll never find me One more mile to go, through the dark streets Runnin' like a motherfucker, on my own two feet But you know I never stumble or lag last I'm almost home, so I better haul ass Tearin' up everything in sight It's a little crazy motherfucker dodging the searchlight Now that chase, the shit, is done and Four motherfuckers goin' crazy, with a 100 miles of runnin'! Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Surprise, niggas!

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