100 Miles and Runnin' lyrics

[Intro:]

And why do we call ourself 'Niggas 4 Life'

Cause if we die we still gon' be some dead niggas

"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."

[MC Ren]

A 100 Miles and Runnin'

MC Ren, I hold the gun and

You want me to kill a mutherfucker 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'm frisked 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 wearing medallions, cause we're not stupid, mutherfuckers

They're out to take our heads for what we said in the past

Point blank - They can kizz my black azz

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 homebase, Compton."

[Dr. Dre]

Lend me a mutherfuckin' ear

[Eazy-E]

So I can tell you why...

[Dr. Dre]

Runnin' with my brothers, headed for the homebase

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 mutherfuckin' 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 Witta Attitude

Confused...

Yo, but Dre's a nigga with nuthin' 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 mutherfucker that disagrees

Stuck and runnin' hard, hauling ass

Cause I been a nigga known for havin' a notorious past

My mind was slick - my temper was too quick

Now the FBI's all over my dick

[Eazy E]

Got the stick 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' mutherfucker 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 mutherfuckin' mind

Runnin' like I just don't care

Compton's 50 miles but , yo, I'mma 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 yo ass

A 100 Miles and Runnin'...

Interlude:

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

[MC Ren]

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'mma 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

[Dr. Dre]

Clouds are dark and brothers are hidin'

Dick-tricklin' at the sunny mutherfucker'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

[Eazy E]

One more mile to go through the dark streets

Runnin' like a mutherfucker 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 mutherfucker dodging the searchlight

Now that chase, the shit, is done and

Four mutherfuckers goin' crazy with

A 100 Miles of Runnin'!

Outro:

Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop!

Surprise, niggas!