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 around?
Words that I found the mic melt down
If you stay, better cooperate, cuz I
And don't break, I'm a suffocate
Leave 'em asthma, you better pass the
Mic to the massacre who has the
Power to build and destoy at the same
So the wack at the right, and exact could

Meant to beat overheat, but I stop
So evacuate the spot when the 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 escaped Vietnam
people label me lethal, lyrics I made then put
to
Format, collapse lungs twist your tongues
You can't your gums off of none of the drums
Words that I made'll an iller scene
Eric B. is the fly being 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 write
No mic to resuscitation is neccessary
No obituary, and NOTHING TO BURY
As it strikes on the same mic twice and
Cut it on, and I'm a strike
I off the breaks, till the place shakes
Then I rain, hail, snow and earthquakes
Speak the truth, the roof off the mother
The is stompin' grounds, run for cover

Evacuate the building, danger, cuz I to
the
Strategy be tragic automatically
Havin' me to another catastrophe
All you gotta do is Rakim the
Microphone and the crowd'll yell,
collapsin', rappers gettin' trapped in
Areas closed off, no one gets in
So set up roadblocks, barrIcade the
Fade, put a detour on the stage
my microphone as evidence, the weapon I use
And been usin' ever
The days in the park when, rap was an art
Plus I was dominant, determined and skinned
Makin' it to walk the streets at night
For those who the weak beats on the mic
Whoever's livin' large better wear
to be bumrushed 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 seven to vacate the

Lyrics'll soon as the break finishes
Don't act wild, single to the door
No need for an encore, just clear the
Cuz my mic's about to self
The stage'll blow up when my rhymes
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
like me
Now how many could 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 it's a battle let the crowd keep
Cuz me and the drummer make drama, and that's
To mother, run for