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apollox - 100 miles and runnin' (remix) lyrics

[intro] and why do we call ourself ‘n-ggas 4 life’ cause if we die we still gon’ be some dead n-ggas

“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.”

[verse 1: apollox]
100 miles and runnin’
apollox will be up on the gunnin’
you not in my face so stop motherf-cking frontin’
the situation will not be the h-llacious bluntin’
i’m taking the fight to a level
ima make the cops push on the pedal
and chase after me, so i start moving my feet
to the beat of the heat, then i keep the wheat like i’m making a big -ss feat
then they get up and they motherf-ckin creep
defeat all the 5-0 that are in my way
making em stay and decay up in the fray
when they get on the day, and they are up in the d-mn way of the layup oh what a motherf-ckin day
forever a compton believer, receiver, and reaver
apollox will be a deceiver
50 to go, only one way to show
and in a minute ima have a blow
gettin a dollar for just one little flow
keep the tounge and you’ll get the dough
trust me and stowaway your crow, so poe
what you gonna to when the operator sends back up to the location
start gunnin’
cause apollox gonna get the t-tle of 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.”  [dr. dre] lend me a m-th-rf-ckin’ ear [eazy-e] so i can tell you why i’m…  [verse 2: 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 m-th-rf-ckin’ 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 n0body’s pickin’ up a n-gga witta att-tude confused… yo, but dre’s a n-gga 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-ck the p-o-l-i-c-e! and any m-th-rf-cker that disagrees stuck and runnin’ hard, hauling -ss cause i been a n-gga known for havin’ a notorious past my mind was slick – my temper was too quick now the fbi’s all over my d-ck  [verse 3: eazy e] got the stick 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’ m-th-rf-cker that they won’t catch yeah, back to compton again yo, it’s either that or the federal pen cause n-ggas been runnin’ since beginning of time takin’ a minute to tell you what’s on my m-th-rf-ckin’ 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-ck out from city to city i’m a menace as i p-ss by rippin’ up sh-t just so you can remember i’m a straight up n-gga that’s done in, gunnin’ and comin’ straight at yo -ss 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  [verse 4: mc ren] runnin’ like a n-gga 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 n-ggas strong they got everybody singin’ my “f-ck tha police” song and while they treat my group like dirt their whole f-ckin’ 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  [verse 5: dr. dre] clouds are dark and brothers are hidin’ d-ck-tricklin’ at the sunny m-th-rf-cker’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 b-tch with a weave in her and the troops are right behind me but they’re so f-ckin’ stupid, they’ll never find me  [verse 6: eazy e] one more mile to go through the dark streets runnin’ like a m-th-rf-cker on my own two feet but you know i never stumble or lag last i’m almost home so i better haul -ss tearin’ up everything in sight it’s a little crazy m-th-rf-cker dodging the searchlight now that chase, the sh-t, is done and four m-th-rf-ckers goin’ crazy with a 100 miles of runnin’!  [outro]  stop! stop! stop! stop! sa prize, n-ggas!

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