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MC Ren

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Shock of the Hour/CB4 Soundtrack

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Жанры : gangsta rap hip-hop west coast rap rap west coast

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“Mayday, mayday, we`re going down”

Niggaz screamin` mayday `cause Ren is kickin` ass like Pele
Makin` fools run like it`s a relay
But ain`t no fools runnin` sprints in shorts
It`s just niggaz shootin` dice on the basketball courts
Waitin` for the day to get revenge for the days
Of the slave ships, ya got the bloods and the crypts
Unitin` puttin` guns together
To give white people stormy weather
But they can`t hide under no umbrella
`Cause we be breakin` niggaz out the motherfuckin` jail cella
Fella, so who gives a hell of a about the man
The KK Klan
So here we go again scarin` people to death
Knockin` niggaz out with the indo on the breath
On the old english because we use fuckin` english
So you can understand now who`s the man?
It gotta be me, I got the shit organized
So when you see us comin` don`t be actin` surprised

(CHORUS)(2x)
Mayday on the frontline
Mayday, mayday, mayday
Mayday, mayday, mayday

Oh my God, he`s been shot in the chest
Yo he`s a redneck, huh, throw him with the rest
Of the dead bodies we be buryin`
With 2 million niggaz got guns, and carry `em
Shoot people first and ask questions later
Just like a nigga was a terminator
So niggaz know what they oughta do
I won`t bring up that Rodney King shit, `cause that`s through
Now back to the blue prints, behind the fence
A gang a niggaz strapped and it ain`t no coincidence
Now it`s time for the camouflage
And all the niggaz I can fit in back of the Dodge
Bound to go to war but this ain`t the Middle East
We`re killin` motherfuckers for revenge, fuck peace
So if ya see us, this is what ya do
Grab your shit and come along, we`re killin` cops in blue
Even if the black cops are down wit` `em
Those sell out motherfuckers, yo, we`re still gonna get `em
Because it`s mayday on the frontline

(CHORUS)

Now I gotta play run away slave like a fiend
Because they got me on the TV screen
They said they wanted me dead or alive
`Cause I don`t talk jive, I try to survive
Tellin` niggaz what`s the deal on the streets
So they don`t get caught up in a gang sweep
They gotta let `em have it
Shoot `em in the ass like a motherfuckin` rabbit
Because we`re losin` altitude
Because they`re getting shot down by a nigga with an attitude
Turbulence up ahead, yo
The storms getting thick, `cause I`m a man with a big ass dick
Throw a grenade in their program
Let `em know who I am, a nigga can jam
A little black nigga from the streets, over hip hop beats
With a glare and we`re wearin` black sheets
Hope we don`t burn shit in your front yard
We`ll beat your ass down on the boulevard
So a band of shit, grab your parachute
`Cause niggaz comin` in khaki suits and steel toed boots
Stompin` motherfuckers in the way of the process
Or they might get a bullet to the chest
It gotta be me, I got the shit organized
So when you see me comin` don`t be actin` surprised
Mayday on the frontline

(CHORUS)

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