Luyện nghe bài hát Bust No Moves

[Verse 1: Killer
Early morning riser reefer
You paid the most but me, I get it
rapper reefer, wrap it in a big cohiba
I get so high I close my eyes and swore I saw Jesus
I take another toke and God damn I comatose
I double cup and that's what's up and 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 talk too and she should give some brain
We used to fuck a lot but now you just and complain
What a fuckin' shame, hit the door and hit the
Avoid the dead, the zombies still hunt and rob
My days of time, slanging dimes is way behind
I'm still tryna be a mover with a mind
I will get a mil, nobody 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 Jewel runners coming, but we body 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 and the bracelets, Run the Jewels
We at the eating everybody food
Invasion of the chains, snatchers better not bust a

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

[Hook: SL
[Verse 3: Mike]
Who wanna run a with the jewel runners?
Got girlfriend hotter than two summers
Everybody tough til see them two's on em
Then they do a number two in they True
"Lord please shoot!", they get too religious
Truth is we go vicious on stool pigeons
Pistol pointed at they 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 chance to odds
You barely get a short plank for long walks, taught a sawn-off
No laws I taught, nah
And I'm spitting
We always take the time to smell the when it wither
I'd say better tomorrow
But the horror of life is me and Mike are just beginning