[Intro:]
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And why do we call ourself 'Niggaz 4 Life'.
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'Cause if we die we still gon' be some dead niggas.
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"You don't really think you're gonna get away, do you?"
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"We haven't spotted them yet."
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"But they're somewhere in the immediate vicinity."
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[MC Ren]
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A 100 Miles and Runnin'.
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MC Ren, I hold the gun and
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You want me to kill a mutherfucker and it's done in.
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Since I'm stereotyped to kill and destruct -
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Is one of the main reasons I don't give a fuck.
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Chances are usually not good
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'Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
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And gettin' jacked by the you-know-who.
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When in a black and white the capacity is two.
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We're not alone, we're three more brothers, I mean street-brothers.
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Now wearin' my dyes, 'cause I'm not stupid, mutherfuckers.
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They're out to take our heads for what we said in the past.
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Point blank - They can kizz my black azz.
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I didn't stutter when I said "fuck Tha Police".
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'Cause it's hard for a nigga to get peace.
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Now it's broken and can't be fixed.
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'Cause police and little black niggers don't mix so
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Now I'm creepin' through the fall.
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Runnin' like a team. Well, see, I might have slayed y'all.
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So for now pack the gun and
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Hold it in the air.
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'Cause MC Ren has a 100 Miles of Runnin'...
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"Into this news. Four fugitives are on the run."
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"FBI sources tell us that the four are headed"
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"100 miles to their homebase, Compton."
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[Eazy E]
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Lend me a mutherfuckin' ear.
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So I can tell you why...
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[Dr. Dre]
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Runnin' with my brothers, headed for the homebase.
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With a steady pace on the face that just we raced.
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The road ahead goes on and on.
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The shit is gettin' longer than the mutherfuckin' marathon.
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Runnin' on but never runnin' out.
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Stayin' wired and if I get tired, I can still try out.
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Hitchhikin' if that's what it gotta do.
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But nobody's pickin' up a Nigga Witta Attitude.
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Confused...
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Yo, but Dre's a nigga with nuthin' to lose.
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One of the few who's been accused and abused
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Of the crime of poisonin' young minds.
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But you don't know shit til you been in my shoes.
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And Dre is back from the C-P-T.
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Droppin' some shit that's D-O-P-E.
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So fuck the P-O-L-I-C-E!
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And any mutherfucker that disagrees.
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Stuck and runnin' hard, hauling ass.
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'Cause I'm a nigga known for havin' a notorious past.
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My mind was slick - my temper was too quick.
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Now the FBI's all over my dick.
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[Eazy E]
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Got us tick and runnin' just to find the gun that started the clock.
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That's when the E jumped off the startin' block.
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A 100 Miles from home and,yo, it's a long stretch.
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A little sprintin' mutherfucker that they won't catch.
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Yeah, back to Compton again.
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Yo, it's either that or the Federal pen.
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'Cause niggas been runnin' since beginning of time.
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Takin' a minute to tell you what's on my mutherfuckin' mind.
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Runnin' like I just don't care.
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Compton's 50 miles but, yo, I'mma get there.
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Archin' my back and on a straight rough.
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Just like Carl Lewis I'm ballin' the fuck out.
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From city to city I'm a menace as I pass by.
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Rippin' up shit just so you can remember I'm
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A straight up nigga that's done in, gunnin' and comin'
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Straight at yo ass.
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A 100 Miles and Runnin'...
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[Interlude: ]
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This one goes out to the four brothers from Compton.
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You're almost there, but the FBI has a little message for you:
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"Nowhere to run to, baby. Nowhere to hide."
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Good luck brothers.
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[MC Ren]
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Runnin' like a nigga I hate to lose.
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Show me on the news but I hate to be abused.
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I know it was a set-up.
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So now I'm gonna get up.
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Even if the FBI wants me to shut up.
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But I've got 10 000 niggas strong.
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They got everybody singin' my "fuck Tha Police" song.
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And while they treat my group like dirt,
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Their whole fuckin' family is wearin' our T-shirts.
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So I'mma run til I can't run no more.
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'Cause it's time for MC Ren to settle the score.
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I got a urge to kick down doors.
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At my grave like a slave even if the Ren calls.
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[Dr. Dre]
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Clouds are dark and brothers are hidin'.
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Dick-tricklin' at the sunny mutherfucker's are ridin'.
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Started with five and, yo, one couldn't take it.
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So now there's four 'cause the fifth couldn't make it.
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The
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100 Miles And Runnin'
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| N.W.A. |
