Mayday on the Front Line 歌词
| 歌曲 | Mayday on the Front Line |
| 歌手 | MC Ren |
| 专辑 | Shock of the Hour |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Dr. Jam, MC Ren | |
| Mayday, mayday, we're going down | |
| *************z 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 *************z shootin' dice on the basketball courts | |
| Waitin' for the day to get revenge for the days | |
| Of the slave *************ps, 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' *************z out the mother******' 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' *************z out with the indo on the breath | |
| On the old english because we use ******' english | |
| So you can understand now who's the man? | |
| It gotta be me, I got the *************t 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 *************z got guns, and carry 'em | |
| Shoot people first and ask questions later | |
| Just like a ************* was a terminator | |
| So *************z know what they oughta do | |
| I won't bring up that Rodney King *************t, 'cause that's through | |
| Now back to the blue prints, behind the fence | |
| A gang a *************z strapped and it ain't no coincidence | |
| Now it's time for the camouflage | |
| And all the *************z I can fit in back of the Dodge | |
| Bound to go to war but this ain't the Middle East | |
| We're killin' mother******s for revenge, ************* peace | |
| So if ya see us, this is what ya do | |
| Grab your *************t and come along, we're killin' cops in blue | |
| Even if the black cops are down wit' 'em | |
| Those sell out mother******s, 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' *************z 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 mother******' rabbit | |
| Because we're losin' altitude | |
| Because they're getting shot down by a ************* with an attitude | |
| Turbulence up ahead, yo | |
| The storms getting thick, 'cause I'm a man with a big ass ************* | |
| Throw a grenade in their program | |
| Let 'em know who I am, a ************* can jam | |
| A little black ************* from the streets, over hip hop beats | |
| With a glare and we're wearin' black sheets | |
| Hope we don't burn *************t in your front yard | |
| We'll beat your ass down on the boulevard | |
| So a band of *************t, grab your parachute | |
| 'Cause *************z comin' in khaki suits and steel toed boots | |
| Stompin' mother******s in the way of the process | |
| Or they might get a bullet to the chest | |
| It gotta be me, I got the *************t organized | |
| So when you see me comin' don't be actin' surprised | |
| Mayday on the frontline | |
| (CHORUS) |
| zuo ci : Dr. Jam, MC Ren | |
| Mayday, mayday, we' re going down | |
| z 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 z shootin' dice on the basketball courts | |
| Waitin' for the day to get revenge for the days | |
| Of the slave ps, 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' z out the mother' 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' z out with the indo on the breath | |
| On the old english because we use ' english | |
| So you can understand now who' s the man? | |
| It gotta be me, I got the t 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 z got guns, and carry ' em | |
| Shoot people first and ask questions later | |
| Just like a was a terminator | |
| So z know what they oughta do | |
| I won' t bring up that Rodney King t, ' cause that' s through | |
| Now back to the blue prints, behind the fence | |
| A gang a z strapped and it ain' t no coincidence | |
| Now it' s time for the camouflage | |
| And all the z I can fit in back of the Dodge | |
| Bound to go to war but this ain' t the Middle East | |
| We' re killin' mother s for revenge, peace | |
| So if ya see us, this is what ya do | |
| Grab your t and come along, we' re killin' cops in blue | |
| Even if the black cops are down wit' ' em | |
| Those sell out mother s, 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' z 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 mother' rabbit | |
| Because we' re losin' altitude | |
| Because they' re getting shot down by a with an attitude | |
| Turbulence up ahead, yo | |
| The storms getting thick, ' cause I' m a man with a big ass | |
| Throw a grenade in their program | |
| Let ' em know who I am, a can jam | |
| A little black from the streets, over hip hop beats | |
| With a glare and we' re wearin' black sheets | |
| Hope we don' t burn t in your front yard | |
| We' ll beat your ass down on the boulevard | |
| So a band of t, grab your parachute | |
| ' Cause z comin' in khaki suits and steel toed boots | |
| Stompin' mother s in the way of the process | |
| Or they might get a bullet to the chest | |
| It gotta be me, I got the t organized | |
| So when you see me comin' don' t be actin' surprised | |
| Mayday on the frontline | |
| CHORUS |
| zuò cí : Dr. Jam, MC Ren | |
| Mayday, mayday, we' re going down | |
| z 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 z shootin' dice on the basketball courts | |
| Waitin' for the day to get revenge for the days | |
| Of the slave ps, 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' z out the mother' 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' z out with the indo on the breath | |
| On the old english because we use ' english | |
| So you can understand now who' s the man? | |
| It gotta be me, I got the t 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 z got guns, and carry ' em | |
| Shoot people first and ask questions later | |
| Just like a was a terminator | |
| So z know what they oughta do | |
| I won' t bring up that Rodney King t, ' cause that' s through | |
| Now back to the blue prints, behind the fence | |
| A gang a z strapped and it ain' t no coincidence | |
| Now it' s time for the camouflage | |
| And all the z I can fit in back of the Dodge | |
| Bound to go to war but this ain' t the Middle East | |
| We' re killin' mother s for revenge, peace | |
| So if ya see us, this is what ya do | |
| Grab your t and come along, we' re killin' cops in blue | |
| Even if the black cops are down wit' ' em | |
| Those sell out mother s, 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' z 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 mother' rabbit | |
| Because we' re losin' altitude | |
| Because they' re getting shot down by a with an attitude | |
| Turbulence up ahead, yo | |
| The storms getting thick, ' cause I' m a man with a big ass | |
| Throw a grenade in their program | |
| Let ' em know who I am, a can jam | |
| A little black from the streets, over hip hop beats | |
| With a glare and we' re wearin' black sheets | |
| Hope we don' t burn t in your front yard | |
| We' ll beat your ass down on the boulevard | |
| So a band of t, grab your parachute | |
| ' Cause z comin' in khaki suits and steel toed boots | |
| Stompin' mother s in the way of the process | |
| Or they might get a bullet to the chest | |
| It gotta be me, I got the t organized | |
| So when you see me comin' don' t be actin' surprised | |
| Mayday on the frontline | |
| CHORUS |
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