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 mic controller DMC
And can't nobody mess around me
I'm the king of rock, rap, and a
I deal what I feel and it feels
If the girl's the chase then I will play
Around with sound put down for the I say
Beats from Joe and never stop
get yourself together let's rock, hit it Run

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

You, jump, watch your clock, while I rock your
I'm better known to the world as the of rock
I like to my piece when I'm on the mic
I'm the best, or at least, I'm the one you
And when I serve you to hear what I say
I throw a curve he got the nerve to a triple 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, hard rock, non-stop hip-hop
And it's for the top by the rhymes I pop
For every race color country county or creed
And all of the places I MCed
badness to the highest degree
And it can't be a boy you be D
You can't bust a cherry or crush a
And if you ain't got this tape in bad shape
Beats from Joe and never stop
Better get together, let's rock

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

Do you really believe what's on?
I was conceived and I was
I was lost 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 from Joe and never stop
Better get yourself together, rock, hit it run

Run, Run, Run, Run

I was from the start performin' art
Climbin' up the chart while others fall
The outlaws in the music trade
We rob but our job is to get paid
Run has fun if Jay will play
As I add one more 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 and run's my pal
It's McDaniels, not
rhymes are Darryl's, the burgers are Ronald's
I ran down my tree
My mother, my father, my and D
Run, DMC. and jam Jay