Luyện nghe bài hát Bust No Moves

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

SL Jones]
I stay higher than Messiah, I ain't grinding
You see them Jewel coming, but we body body
We bout LPP we diggin' 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 the watches and the bracelets, Run the Jewels
We at the table eating food
of the chains, snatchers better not bust a move

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

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

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