100 Miles And Runnin` Lyrics

100 Miles And Runnin` lyrics

Intro:

And why do we call ourself `Niggaz 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 mutherf**ker and it`s done in. 
Since I`m stereotyped to kill and destruct - 
Is one of the main reasons I don`t give a f**k. 
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, mutherf**kers. 
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 "f**k 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." 

[Eazy E]
Lend me a mutherf**kin` ear. 
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 sh*t is gettin` longer than the mutherf**kin` 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 sh*t til you been in my shoes. 
And Dre is back from the C-P-T. 
Droppin` some sh*t that`s D-O-P-E. 
So f**k the P-O-L-I-C-E! 
And any mutherf**ker 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. 

[Eazy E]
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` mutherf**ker 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 mutherf**kin` 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 f**k out. 
>From city to city I`m a menace as I pass by. 
Rippin` up sh*t 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 "f**k Tha Police" song. 
And while they treat my group like dirt, 
Their whole f**kin` 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 mutherf**ker`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 bit*h with a weave in. 
Her and the troops are right behind me. 
But they`re so f**kin` stupid, they`ll never find me. 

[Eazy E]
One more mile to go through the dark streets. 
Runnin` like a mutherf**ker 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 mutherf**ker dodging the searchlight. 
Now that chase, the shit, is done and 
Four mutherf**kers goin` crazy with 
A 100 Miles of Runnin`! 

Outro:

Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! 
Surprise, niggas!