Luyện nghe bài hát Run for Cover

Run for

Here I go again, to flow again
Better my mic don't blow again
Warned by when the mic gets warm
get critical, can't keep calm
Jet for the exit, why around?
Words that I make the mic melt down
If you stay, cooperate, cuz I amputate
And don't break, I'm a suffocate
Leave 'em with asthma, you better the
Mic to the master who has the
Power to build and destoy at the time
So track the at the right, and exact could

Meant to overheat, but I won't stop
So the spot when the mic's hot
it from one hand to another
And that's a hint, my brother, run for
Cuz I'm armed, my brain a bomb
As if I escaped Vietnam
Some people label me lethal, lyrics I made put
to
Format, your lungs twist your tongues
You bump your gums off of none of the drums
Words that I made'll create an scene
B. is the fly human being on the guillotine
Hook 'em up to a respirator, cuz the Mista

What I write is like a mic down your

Don't let him bite Rakim write
No mic to mouth is neccessary
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 rain, hail, snow and earthquakes
Speak the truth, tear the off the mother
The stage is grounds, run for cover

Evacuate the building, danger, cuz I to
the
Strategy that'll be tragic
Havin' me to cause catastrophe
All you gotta do is give the
and the crowd'll yell, Timber
Buildings collapsin', gettin' trapped in
closed off, no one gets back in
So set up roadblocks, the doors
Fade, put a sign on the stage
Hold my microphone as evidence, the I use
And usin' ever since
The in the park when, rap was an art then
Plus I was dominant, and dark skinned
Makin' it to walk the streets at night
For those who talk the beats on the mic
Whoever's large better wear camouflage
to be bumrushed when I yell charge
Surround by of the beat-down another brother
is stompin' grounds, run for cover
Wheels or foot, better not put
Whole place shook till the mic's
Then you've got seven to vacate the

Lyrics'll echo soon as the break
Don't act wild, file to the door
No need for an encore, clear the floor
Cuz my mic's about to self
The stage'll up when my rhymes erupt
So make sure the is cleared out and abandoned
Cuz minutes from now it won't be
Then send out and A.P.B. All Poets of a
Brother me
Now how many rhymes your man manufacture?
How many MCs can I capture?
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 a battle let the crowd keep score
Cuz me and the drummer make drama, and word
To mother, run for