Mc Ren - Mayday On The Frontline lyrics

n***az screamin' mayday 'cause ren is kickin' a** like pele Makin' fools run like it's a relay But ain't no fools runnin' sprints in shorts It's just n***az 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' n***az out the motherf**in' jail cella Fella, so who gives a hell of a about the man The kk klan So here we go again scarin' people to d**h Knockin' n***az out with the indo on the breath On the old english because we use f**in' english So you can understand now who's the man? It gotta be me, i got the sh** 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 n***az got guns, and carry 'em Shoot people first and ask questions later Just like a n***a was a terminator So n***az know what they oughta do I won't bring up that rodney king sh**, 'cause that's through Now back to the blue prints, behind the fence A gang a n***az strapped and it ain't no coincidence Now it's time for the camouflage And all the n***az i can fit in back of the dodge Bound to go to war but this ain't the middle east We're k**in' motherf**ers for revenge, f** peace So if ya see us, this is what ya do Grab your sh** and come along, we're k**in' cops in blue Even if the black cops are down wit' 'em Those sell out motherf**ers, 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' n***az 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 a** like a motherf**in' rabbit Because we're losin' altitude Because they're getting shot down by a n***a with an attitude Turbulence up ahead, yo The storms getting thick, 'cause i'm a man with a big a** dick Throw a grenade in their program Let 'em know who i am, a n***a can jam A little black n***a from the streets, over hip hop beats With a glare and we're wearin' black sheets Hope we don't burn sh** in your front yard We'll beat your a** down on the boulevard So a band of sh**, grab your parachute 'cause n***az comin' in khaki suits and steel toed boots Stompin' motherf**ers in the way of the process Or they might get a bullet to the chest It gotta be me, i got the sh** organized So when you see me comin' don't be actin' surprised Mayday on the frontline (chorus)