Luyện nghe bài hát Run for Cover

Run for

Here I go again, ready to flow
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 hang
Words I found make the mic melt 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
Power to build and destoy at the same
So the wack at the right, and exact could

Meant to overheat, but I won't stop
So evacuate the when the mic's hot
Switch it from one 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 label me lethal, lyrics I made then put
to
Format, collapse your 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 is like shovin' a mic down your

Don't let him bite rhymes 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, the place shakes
Then I rain, hail, snow and earthquakes
Speak the truth, tear the roof off the
The stage is stompin' grounds, run for

the building, danger, cuz I came to
the
Strategy that'll be automatically
Havin' me to cause catastrophe
All you gotta do is give the
and the crowd'll yell, Timber
Buildings collapsin', gettin' trapped in
Areas closed off, no one back in
So set up roadblocks, the doors
Fade, put a detour sign on the
Hold my as evidence, the weapon I use
And been ever since
The days in the park when, rap was an art
Plus I was dominant, determined and skinned
Makin' it hard to walk the at night
For who talk the weak beats on the mic
Whoever's livin' better wear camouflage
Prepare to be when I yell charge
Surround by sound of the another brother
is stompin' grounds, run for cover
Wheels or foot, better not put
Whole place shook the mic's unhooked
Then you've got minutes to vacate the

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

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