Luyện nghe bài hát Bust No Moves

[Verse 1: Killer
Early morning riser reefer
You paid the most but me, I get it
Strong reefer, wrap it in a big cohiba
I get so I close my eyes and swore that I saw Jesus
I take toke and God damn I feel comatose
I double cup and what's up and then I'm leaning fool
I'm talking any given Sunday, Beamen ho
My bitch say that I get too high it might my brain
I tell her that she too much and she should give some brain
We used to fuck a lot but now you just fuss and
What a fuckin' shame, hit the door and hit the
Avoid the walking dead, the zombies still and rob
My days of wasting time, slanging dimes is way
I'm still tryna be a mover a Mason's mind
I will get a mil, ain't taking mine
You sorry suckers, see you at the finish line
You I steady grind

SL Jones]
I higher than Messiah, I ain't never grinding
You see them Jewel runners coming, but we body
We bout that LPP we diggin' other people's
Keep it cool, Run the Jewels, ain't no way around it
I want the rings and the chains, Run the
I want the and the bracelets, Run the Jewels
We at the table everybody food
of the chains, snatchers better not bust a move

[Verse 2:
I'm a dummy I'm running with than fucking scissors
I'm the Cadillac, of you, back off me you bitches
You the of "Fuck, I just suck at this rap shit"
I'm the Cadillac of "Suck it, I'm disastrous"
We the Hardy and Thom of the a bomb game
The lead em all to the mall and set 'em off
You wanna like Hussein
Eat a mile of my shit then put your to my true brain
And get the hash tag
I used to give a half-fuck, now I laugh
I blink when it gets bad, maybe I'm crass
I pull the ducts out my eyes, I cry, I just can't
Killer Mike brought the pack
it off the sinners of the city where the riots at
The living fuck boy
Carve initials in the wet cement where you died at

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

[Verse 4:
Run the we a bit odd
We bad news, you barely get a fat chance to odds
You barely get a short plank for long walks, taught like a
No when I taught, nah
And I'm spitting
We take the time to smell the rose when it wither
I'd say luck tomorrow
But the horror of your life is me and Mike are beginning