Luyện nghe bài hát If U Run

If you run

[Verse 1: Mike]
Sit as I ride on rhymes
Every line's like on line, like life on line
So every time I sit, rhymes
I rhymes like life on line, cause my life on line
And since life's on line when I write rhymes
It's no time for lyin', no time for
So allow me to humbly
That when I write rhymes I don't write, man I rhyme
Cause the rhymes out my mind
Defined by divine
And now's my time, mostly talkin' to
When think I'm out my mind, out my mind
Cause it's in my heart, there my art
Like Joan of Arc, I'll be a martyr, like they her
My only faulter, I didn't
When I leave I see a saucer
I sleep, read the works of Chaucer
Pretty stripper girl, I [?] her
We love, then sip on cough syrup
out to my wife and our mistress
Gifts you get when you are
Bold and like Keith Haring
Crack is wack, now is back
Cause time I flip a word
It's something like I'm flippin' on a
I got the whole hood rippin' a
And every fien a rock and niggas flip, pocket got attacked
That'll his ass to cardiac
And that is a fact, stuntin' like you Africans
That around, don't know how to act
know how to act
Jean Basquiat, you are not
Just a bitin' that went pop, that went pop
You just a bitin' nigga that went pop, went pop
You no Biggie or Pac

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From the era where your pen real
Givin' that Scorsese feel
Welcome to the
Titans of the game, you're small, remain

2: Webbz]
Passion of with the passion of Pac
Surveillance on ave, every block
Big brother, above
Kids catchin' bodies, leavin' prints, no
Cashin' in on every
Tryna stay focused, I keep my pen straight
Fuck a federal vacation at Penn
We got no cause we get weight
Most blind to the of the times
Tryna elevate minds the lines in my rhymes
Chuck D with a little T
Against all odds, nigga what it's be?
I'm tryna see what saw
Pray it all happen martial law
One to live and the time's steady tickin'
The people more so the nine's steady lickin'
Educated street nigga, heavy kush
The government a virus ebola

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[Verse 3: KXNG
This is I put my heart in
Livin' life behind bars, no
Go ahead and act hard
I've been gettin' at 'em Eve was in the garden
The about to hit you up
Split you up, the coroner pick you up, bitch
I'm livin' a pair of virgin twins
Attached to each other, I give two fucks
Nah, cause wild as shit
You rappers sound like a of shit
Fucked the pile of shit, and then gave birth to a pile of
You of shit
But I'm the Rocka that keep vodka
The heat cocker, rock a proper
The boy than a meat locker
The street chopper, it sound like a beat
Enemies stay
When they meet a weapon, they gon' see reverend
When they see the gates of Heaven, 187
Me and DJ EFN, we reppin'

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