Luyện nghe bài hát Run for Cover

Run for

Here I go again, ready to again
Better HOPE my mic don't again
Warned by alarms when the mic warm
get critical, can't keep calm
Jet for the exit, why hang
Words that I found make the mic down
If you stay, better cooperate, cuz I
And don't break, I'm a suffocate
'em with asthma, you better pass the
Mic to the master who has the
to build and destoy at the same time
So track the wack at the right, and exact

Meant to beat overheat, but I won't
So evacuate the spot when the hot
Switch it one hand to another
And that's a hint, my brother, run for
Cuz I'm armed, my contains a bomb
As if I from Vietnam
Some people label me lethal, lyrics I then put
to
Format, collapse your twist your tongues
You can't bump your off of none of the drums
Words that I made'll an iller scene
Eric B. is the fly human on the guillotine
'em up to a respirator, cuz it's the Mista

What I write is like shovin' a mic down

Don't let him bite rhymes Rakim
No mic to mouth resuscitation is
No obituary, and NOTHING TO BURY
As it strikes on the same mic twice and
Cut it on, and I'm a again
I meditate off the breaks, till the shakes
Then I make rain, hail, snow and
the truth, tear the roof off the mother
The stage is stompin' grounds, run for

the building, danger, cuz I came to
the
Strategy that'll be tragic
Havin' me to another catastrophe
All you gotta do is give the
Microphone and the yell, Timber
Buildings collapsin', gettin' trapped in
Areas closed off, no one back in
So set up roadblocks, the doors
Fade, put a detour on the stage
my microphone as evidence, the weapon I use
And usin' ever since
The days in the park when, rap was an art
I was dominant, determined and dark skinned
Makin' it hard to walk the streets at
For those who the weak beats on the mic
Whoever's livin' large better camouflage
Prepare to be bumrushed when I charge
Surround by sound of the another brother
This is stompin' grounds, run for
or foot, better not stay put
Whole place shook till the mic's
Then you've got seven to vacate the

Lyrics'll echo soon as the finishes
Don't act wild, file to the door
No need for an encore, just clear the
Cuz my mic's about to destruct
The stage'll blow up when my rhymes
So sure the place is cleared out and abandoned
Cuz minutes from now it won't be
Then send out and A.P.B. All Beware of a
like me
Now how many rhymes could your man
How many bitin' MCs can I
Trap rappers who try to run off at the
Take their route, play 'em out like a Cub

So leave for MCs at war
And if it's a let the crowd keep score
Cuz me and the drummer drama, and that's word
To mother, run for