Five Hundred Miles
邓妙华 Lyrics


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And why do we call ourselves niggaz 4 life
Cause if we die we still gone? be some dead niggas.

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

A 100 miles and runnin
Mc Ren, I hold the gun and
You want me to kill a muther f**ker and it's done in.
Since I'm stereotyped to kill and destruct -
Is one of the main reasons I don't give a f**k.
Chances are usually not good
Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And getting' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white the capacity is two.
We're not alone, we're three more brothers, I mean street-brothers. Now wearin'
my dyes, 'cause I'm not stupid, muther f**kers. They're out to take our heads
for what we said in the past. Point blank - they can kizz my black azz. I
didn't stutter when I said "f**k tha police". Cause it's hard for a nigga to
get peace. Now it's broken and can't be fixed. Cause police and little black
niggas don't mix so
Now I'm creepin'
Through the fall. Runnin' Like a team. Well, see, I might have slayed y'all. So
for now pack the gun and Hold it in the air. ?cause mc ren has a 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 home base, Compton."

Lend me a muther f**kin' ear.
So I can tell you why...

Runnin' With my brothers, headed for the home base.
With a steady pace on the face that just we raced.
The road ahead goes on and on.
The shit is getting' longer than the muther f**kin' 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 nobody's pickin' up a nigga witta
attitude.
Confused. Yo, but Dre's a nigga 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
shit til you been in my shoes. And Dre is back from the c-p-t. Droppin' some
shit that's d-o-p-e. So f**k the p-o-l-i-c-e! And any muther f**ker that
disagrees. Stuck and runnin' hard, hauling ass. 'cause I'm a nigga known for
havin' a notorious past. My mind was slick - my temper was too quick. Now the
FBI's all over my dick.

Got us tick 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' muther f**ker that they won't catch. Yeah,
back to Compton again. Yo, it's either that or the federal pen. 'cause niggas
been runnin' since beginning of time. Takin' a minute to tell you what's on my
muther f**kin' mind. Runnin' like I just don't care. Compton's 50 miles but,
yo, I'm ma get there. Archin my back and on a straight rough. Just like Carl
Lewis I'm bailin' the f**k out. from city to city I'm a menace as I pass by.
Rippin' up shit just so you can remember I'm A straight up nigga that's done
in, gunnin' and comin' Straight at yo ass. A 100 miles and runnin'
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.

Runnin' like a nigga 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 niggas strong.
They got everybody singin' my "f**k tha police" song.
And while they treat my group like dirt,
Their whole f**kin' 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.

Clouds are dark and brothers are hidin'.
Dick-tricklin' at the sunny mutherf**ker'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 getting' took by a bitch with a weave in.
Her and the troops are right behind me.
But they're so f**kin' stupid, they'll never find me.

One more mile to go through the dark streets.
Runnin' like a mutherf**ker on my own two feet.
But you know I never stumble or lag last.
I'm almost home so I better haul ass.
Tearin' up everything in sight.
It's a little crazy mutherf**ker dodging the searchlight.
Now that chase, the shit, is done and
Four mutherf**kers goin' crazy with
A 100 miles of runnin'




Stop! stop! stop! stop!
Surprise, niggas!

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to the song "Five Hundred Miles" by 邓妙华 are actually not the correct lyrics. They are the lyrics to a different song called "100 Miles and Runnin'" by N.W.A. This song reflects on the experiences of black men dealing with police brutality and racial profiling, sung from the perspective of someone who has to constantly stay on the run to protect themselves. The lyrics talk about how society has stereotyped black men as criminals and how they are constantly targeted and stopped by police, who view them as a threat. The lyrics are a commentary on the way that prejudice and discrimination have affected black communities and how the police are often used as tools of oppression against them.


Line by Line Meaning

And why do we call ourselves niggaz 4 life
As we are expecting to die any moment and become dead niggas, we call ourselves niggaz 4 life.


You don't really think you're gonna get away, do you?
We haven't found them yet but we know they are somewhere nearby.


But they're somewhere in the immediate vicinity
The group we are pursuing is likely within a short distance from us.


A 100 miles and runnin
We are on a 100-mile run.


Mc Ren, I hold the gun and
I have the gun, Mc Ren.


You want me to kill a muther f**ker and it's done in.
If you want me to kill someone, I will do it easily.


Since I'm stereotyped to kill and destruct -
Due to the inaccurate beliefs society holds for me about being violent, I don't care about the damage my actions may cause.


Is one of the main reasons I don't give a f**k.
I don't care because I'm seen as a destructive element no matter what.


Chances are usually not good
We don't have good odds for success.


Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
When confronted by the police, I get nervous and do not know what to do.


And getting' jacked by the you-know-who.
Getting pulled over by the police can result in getting robbed.


When in a black and white the capacity is two.
Only two people can fit in the police car which is black and white.


We're not alone, we're three more brothers, I mean street-brothers. Now wearin' my dyes,
We are not alone; there are four of us.


Cause it's hard for a nigga to get peace.
The black community needs peace, and it's hard to achieve.


Now it's broken and can't be fixed.
The peace has been destroyed and there is no way to repair it.


Cause police and little black niggas don't mix so
The police and young Black boys cannot have a positive relationship.


Now I'm creepin' Through the fall.
I'm quietly moving in the shadows.


Runnin' Like a team.
We are running together and working as a team.


Well, see, I might have slayed y'all.
I may have killed all of you.


Hitchhikin' if that's what it gotta do.
If necessary, I'll hitchhike to get away.


But nobody's pickin' up a nigga witta attitude.
No one is willing to pick up a Black man with an attitude.


Confused. Yo, but Dre's a nigga with nuthin' to lose.
Dr. Dre is a Black man with nothing to lose, even if he's confused at the moment.


Stuck and runnin' hard, hauling ass.
We are in a challenging situation and are running quickly to escape danger.


Takin' a minute to tell you what's on my muther f**kin' mind.
I'll take a moment to explain what's on my mind.


Runnin' like I just don't care.
I'm running for my life and don't care about anything else.


Compton's 50 miles but, yo, I'm ma get there.
We are 50 miles away from Compton, but we will soon reach there.


Clouds are dark and brothers are hidin'.
It's a dark and gloomy day, and the brothers are hiding.


Started with five and, yo, one couldn't take it.
We began with five people, but one couldn't continue with us.


So now there's four 'cause the fifth couldn't make it.
Now there are only four of us left.


The number's even - now I'm leavin'.
Now that we're even, I'm going.


Her and the troops are right behind me.
She and her team are following me closely.


But they're so f**kin' stupid, they'll never find me.
They are so foolish and incompetent that they will never catch me.


Runnin' like a mutherf**ker on my own two feet.
I'm running as fast as I can on my feet.


But you know I never stumble or lag last.
I never stumble or fall behind.


I'm almost home so I better haul ass.
I am almost home and have to run even faster.


Tearin' up everything in sight.
I'm destroying everything around me.


Surprise, niggas!
I am here, and you didn't see me coming.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: BRIAN HOLLAND, EDWARD HOLLAND, EDWARD, JR. HOLLAND, ERIC WRIGHT, GREGORY HUTCH, LAMONT DOZIER, LAMONT HERBERT DOZIER, LORENZO JERALD PATTERSON

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