Luyện nghe bài hát Hit It Run

Born to rock around the
You say I'm not
And in you forgot
I'm the of rock!

I'm the devestating mic DMC
And nobody mess around with me
I'm the king of rock, rap, and a
I deal what I and it feels fine
If the girl's play the then I will play
Around with sound put for the rhymes I say
Beats flow Joe and never stop
Better get together let's rock, hit it Run

Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run
Run, Run

You, jump, watch your clock, while I rock spot
I'm better known to the as the king of rock
I to speak my piece when I'm on the mic
I'm the best, or at least, I'm the one you
And when I you deserve to hear what I say
I throw a curve he got the nerve to make a play
Now how can an MC be?
My name is Darryl, but you can me D, hit it Run

Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run

It's called, gangsta hard rock, non-stop
And it's for the top by the rhymes I pop
For every race place color county or creed
And all of the places that I
badness to the highest degree
And it can't be a boy you be D
You can't bust a cherry or a grape
And if you got this tape you're in bad shape
Beats flow Joe and never stop
Better get yourself together, rock

Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run
Run, Run, Run

Do you really what's going on?
I was conceived and I was
I once was but now I'm found
Tell your bunch I'm I run this town
I leave all in the dust
Those motherfuckers can't mess with us
Beats flow from Joe and never
Better get yourself together, rock, hit it run

Run, Run, Run, Run

I was straight from the performin' art
Climbin' up the chart others fall apart
The three outlaws in the trade
We rob but our job is to get paid
'Cause Run has fun if Jay will
As I add one rhyme to say
Now how can an MC be?
My name is Darryl, but you can me d, hit it Run

Run, Run, Run, Run

I was
Son of Byford, of Al
Bad as my mamma and my pal
It's McDaniels, not
These rhymes are Darryl's, the are Ronald's
I ran down my tree
My mother, my father, my and D
Run, DMC. and jam Jay