Luyện nghe bài hát Bust No Moves

[Verse 1: Killer
Early morning riser chiefer
You paid the most but me, I get it
Strong reefer, wrap it in a big cohiba
I get so high I close my eyes and that I saw Jesus
I take another toke and God damn I comatose
I double cup and that's what's up and then I'm leaning
I'm any given Sunday, Willie Beamen ho
My say that I get too high it might kill my brain
I tell her that she talk too much and she should give some
We used to a lot but now you just fuss and complain
What a shame, hit the door and hit the block
Avoid the dead, the zombies still hunt and rob
My days of wasting time, dimes is way behind
I'm still be a mover with a Mason's mind
I will get a mil, ain't nobody mine
You sorry suckers, see you saps at the finish
You I steady grind

[Hook: SL
I stay higher than Messiah, I ain't never
You see them Jewel runners coming, but we body
We bout that LPP we other people's pockets
Keep it cool, Run the Jewels, ain't no other way it
I want the rings and the chains, Run the
I want the watches and the bracelets, Run the
We at the eating everybody food
Invasion of the chains, snatchers better not a move

2: El-P]
I'm a dummy I'm running with more than fucking
I'm the Cadillac, of fuck you, back off me you
You the Cadillac of "Fuck, I just at this rap shit"
I'm the Cadillac of "Suck it, I'm disastrous"
We the Hardy and Thom of the plant a game
The lead em all to the mall and set 'em off
You hang like Hussein
Eat a mile of my shit then put your lips to my brain
And get the tag #fartnoise
I used to a half-fuck, now I just laugh
I barely blink it gets bad, maybe I'm crass
I the ducts out my eyes, I don't cry, I just can't
Killer brought the fire pack
Light it off the sinners of the city where the at
The fuck boy eraser
Carve in the wet cement right where you died at

SL Jones]
[Verse 3: Mike]
Who wanna run a with the jewel runners?
Got your girlfriend hotter two summers
Everybody tough til see them two's on em
Then they do a number two in they True
"Lord please don't shoot!", they get too
Truth is we go on these stool pigeons
pointed at they missus like I killed these bitches
We Run the Jewels and when we pimpin', pay attention

4: El-P]
Run the we a bit odd
We bad news, you barely get a fat to slim odds
You barely get a short plank for long walks, like a sawn-off
No laws I taught, nah
And I'm kalashnikov
We take the time to smell the rose when it wither
I'd say better tomorrow
But the horror of your life is me and are just beginning