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作词 : Dr. Jam, MC Ren |
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Mayday, mayday, we're going down |
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*************z screamin' mayday 'cause Ren is kickin' ass like Pele |
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Makin' fools run like it's a relay |
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But ain't no fools runnin' sprints in shorts |
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It's just *************z shootin' dice on the basketball courts |
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Waitin' for the day to get revenge for the days |
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Of the slave *************ps, ya got the bloods and the crypts |
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Unitin' puttin' guns together |
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To give white people stormy weather |
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But they can't hide under no umbrella |
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'Cause we be breakin' *************z out the mother******' jail cella |
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Fella, so who gives a hell of a about the man |
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The KK Klan |
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So here we go again scarin' people to death |
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Knockin' *************z out with the indo on the breath |
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On the old english because we use ******' english |
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So you can understand now who's the man? |
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It gotta be me, I got the *************t organized |
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So when you see us comin' don't be actin' surprised |
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(CHORUS)(2x) |
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Mayday on the frontline |
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Mayday, mayday, mayday |
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Mayday, mayday, mayday |
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Oh my God, he's been shot in the chest |
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Yo he's a redneck, huh, throw him with the rest |
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Of the dead bodies we be buryin' |
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With 2 million *************z got guns, and carry 'em |
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Shoot people first and ask questions later |
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Just like a ************* was a terminator |
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So *************z know what they oughta do |
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I won't bring up that Rodney King *************t, 'cause that's through |
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Now back to the blue prints, behind the fence |
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A gang a *************z strapped and it ain't no coincidence |
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Now it's time for the camouflage |
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And all the *************z I can fit in back of the Dodge |
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Bound to go to war but this ain't the Middle East |
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We're killin' mother******s for revenge, ************* peace |
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So if ya see us, this is what ya do |
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Grab your *************t and come along, we're killin' cops in blue |
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Even if the black cops are down wit' 'em |
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Those sell out mother******s, yo, we're still gonna get 'em |
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Because it's mayday on the frontline |
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(CHORUS) |
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Now I gotta play run away slave like a fiend |
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Because they got me on the TV screen |
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They said they wanted me dead or alive |
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'Cause I don't talk jive, I try to survive |
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Tellin' *************z what's the deal on the streets |
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So they don't get caught up in a gang sweep |
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They gotta let 'em have it |
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Shoot 'em in the ass like a mother******' rabbit |
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Because we're losin' altitude |
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Because they're getting shot down by a ************* with an attitude |
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Turbulence up ahead, yo |
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The storms getting thick, 'cause I'm a man with a big ass ************* |
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Throw a grenade in their program |
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Let 'em know who I am, a ************* can jam |
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A little black ************* from the streets, over hip hop beats |
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With a glare and we're wearin' black sheets |
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Hope we don't burn *************t in your front yard |
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We'll beat your ass down on the boulevard |
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So a band of *************t, grab your parachute |
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'Cause *************z comin' in khaki suits and steel toed boots |
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Stompin' mother******s in the way of the process |
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Or they might get a bullet to the chest |
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It gotta be me, I got the *************t organized |
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So when you see me comin' don't be actin' surprised |
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Mayday on the frontline |
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(CHORUS) |