Intro: And why do we call ourself '*******z 4 Life'. 'Cause if we die we still gon' 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." [MC Ren] A 100 Miles and Runnin'. MC Ren, I hold the gun and You want me to kill a muther****** 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, muther******s. 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 "******* Tha 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'... "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 muther******' 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 *******t is gettin' longer than the muther******' 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 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 *******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 muther****** 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 FBI's all over my *******. [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' muther****** 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 muther******' 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 ******* 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'... 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 ******* 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 *******s strong. They got everybody singin' my "******* Tha Police" song. And while they treat my group like dirt, Their whole ******' family is wearin' our T-*******rts. 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'. *******-tricklin' at the sunny muther******'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. [Eazy E] One more mile to go through the dark streets. Runnin' like a muther****** 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 muther****** dodging the searchlight. Now that chase, the *******t, is done and Four muther******s goin' crazy with A 100 Miles of Runnin'! Outro: Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Surprise, *******s!
Intro: And why do we call ourself '*******z 4 Life'. 'Cause if we die we still gon' 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." [MC Ren] A 100 Miles and Runnin'. MC Ren, I hold the gun and You want me to kill a muther****** 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, muther******s. 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 "******* Tha 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'... "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 muther******' 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 *******t is gettin' longer than the muther******' 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 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 *******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 muther****** 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 FBI's all over my *******. [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' muther****** 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 muther******' 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 ******* 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'... 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 ******* 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 *******s strong. They got everybody singin' my "******* Tha Police" song. And while they treat my group like dirt, Their whole ******' family is wearin' our T-*******rts. 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'. *******-tricklin' at the sunny muther******'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. [Eazy E] One more mile to go through the dark streets. Runnin' like a muther****** 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 muther****** dodging the searchlight. Now that chase, the *******t, is done and Four muther******s goin' crazy with A 100 Miles of Runnin'! Outro: Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! Surprise, *******s!
