Mayday on the Front Line Lyrics

Song	Mayday on the Front Line
Artist	MC Ren
Album	Shock of the Hour
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	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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