Lyric 100 Miles And Runnin
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Dr. Dre - 100 Miles And Runnin
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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 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 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, 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.
Lend me a mutherfuckin?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 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 - D
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 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 dick.
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?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?..
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 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.
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.
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?
Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop!
Surprise, niggas!
Dr. Dre - 100 Miles And Runnin
=================================
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 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 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, 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.
Lend me a mutherfuckin?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 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 - D
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 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 dick.
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?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?..
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 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.
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.
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?
Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop!
Surprise, niggas!
