歌手:N.W.A
专辑:《100 Miles and Runnin'》

And why do we call ourself '*************z for life'
'Cause if we die we still gonna be some dead *************s
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
A 100 miles and runnin', MC Ren, I hold the gun and
You want me to kill a mother****** and it's done in
Since I'm stereotyped to kill and destruct
Is one of the main reasons I don't give a *************
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, mother******s
They're out to take our heads for what we said in the past
Point blank, they can kizz my black ass
I didn't stutter when I said, "************* the police"
'Cause it's hard for a ************* 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', runnin', runnin'
Into this news, four fugitives are on the run
F.B.I. sources tell us that the four are headed
100 miles to their homebase, Compton
Lend me a mother******' ear
So I can tell you why
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 *************t is gettin' longer than the mother******' 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 ************* witta attitude, confused
Yo, but Dre's a ************* 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 *************t til you been in my shoes
And Dre is back from the C P T
Droppin' some *************t that's D O P E
So ************* the P O L I C E
And any mother****** that disagrees
Stuck and runnin' hard, hauling ass
'Cause I'm a ************* known for havin' a notorious past
My mind was slick, my temper was too quick
Now the F.B.I.'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' mother****** that they won't catch
Yeah, back to Compton again
Yo, it's either that or the Federal pen
'Cause *************s been runnin' since beginning of time
Takin' a minute to tell you what's on my mother******' 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 ************* out
From city to city I'm a menace as I pass by
Rippin' up *************t just so you can remember I'm
A straight up ************* that's done in, gunnin' and comin'
Straight at yo ass, a 100 miles and runnin', runnin' , runnin'
This one goes out to the four brothers from Compton
You're almost there, but the F.B.I. has a little message for you
Nowhere to run to, baby, nowhere to hide
Good luck brothers
Runnin' like a ************* 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 F.B.I. wants me to shut up
But I've got 10, 000 *************s strong
They got everybody singin' my "************* the police" song
And while they treat my group like dirt
Their whole ******' family is wearin' our T-*************rts
So I'ma run till 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'
*************-tricklin' at the sunny mother******'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 ************* with a weave in
Her and the troops are right behind me
But they're so ******' stupid, they'll never find me
One more mile to go through the dark streets
Runnin' like a mother****** 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 mother****** dodging the searchlight
Now that chase, the *************t, is done and
Four mother******s goin' crazy with a 100 miles of runnin'
Stop, stop, stop, stop
Surprise, *************s