Luyện nghe bài hát Run for Cover

Yeah, want to talk shit in the muthafucking room
I got something for your ass, check it out

Rampage, I'm coming express through chest
In the Lex GS, stop BS
My watch is flooded
850 for the

I'm rugged, get gutted, rhyme then stab
Send their rusty ass to the lab
You's a crab, I take mines off the top Fab
Hit you a jab for the '98

one in Billboard with the triangle shape
Flipmode on every mix tape, watch you get scrape
Rampage, Alexander the

What? Better run for cover for too late, what?
You know we got it locked way out of state,

Now whose the to come ice the cake
Put it through everybody on my license
(Aight)
Ripping MCs, then got a rap fiending
(Fiending)
type creaming
(Creaming)
Make them rappers poof like them crackers did

Meaning I run that, waiting on mine like I'm the LL
Wack rappers crawled out from
Now you 'cuz you slithered up the todem pole
Flipmode affiliate of, of Time, Warner
Send all you punks back to the corner

Better run for for it's too late, what?
You know we got it locked way out of state,

Now Baby Sham take the off hold

There's a lot of cats that jump in their man's Rolls
Come to my show with these wallos
hid invoiced with plans to blow
See me backstage with the gauge my pants leg

Handmade suits, is in the briefcase
Life negotiate, so when I split pies
I'm sexing dime
Flow for flow, battling
Talking crime, now I gotta split your time
(What, what?)
Get your shit pushed back like seats recline
(Yeah)

Better run for cover for too late, what?
You know we got it way out of state, what?

Sliff Star on my scully, tipping my brim
(Uh, huh)
on the street corner scuffing up my Timbs
Take off my jacket, the four fifth, cause a racket
(That's right)
fella, Jimmy swaggert, kill a sucka, brothers had it
(Wha? Ha)

Contradiction,
False leadership, Richard
and switching the lanes, all up in the Range
Here's a fifty for dollars of gas, gimme my change

Better run for cover for too late, what?
You know we got it locked way out of state,
Better run for cover for it's too late,
You know we got it locked way out of state,

Hey, it's the famous international, sinner irrational
(Ha)
Nigga who with wolves, masterful bash skulls
Crack axles out in black Fords
Splatter brains on dashboards, anthrax wars

Seize cast like force, die on a cross
(Ha)
July 4th, blow hands off
(Blaow)
delivery
Jam 'cause with ghetto misery when I'm killa of canine
name, heard it through the grapevine

Killing blood millennium bug
United States divide with crimes
Roll snake eyes in the jungle of hell
While Lord have, super like the son of Jor-el

What? You know we got it locked way out of state,
Better run for cover for too late, what?
You know we got it locked way out of state,

I be the last nigga, the quick to your ass, niggas
Do anything in world to get the cash, niggas
I might get mad and even slash niggas
Rob them and get in a car and crash niggas

What's the gonna do when I drop the smash, nigga?
Iron all in your face, don't make me pull the
Another reason for me to to poor my own swigga
Thought I was posing for word up but a Fed took my

Surgeon general I represent the
The ask for beef, the world's greatest fucking thief
Brick layer, hardcore, smash front teeth
Wilding it straight, their mother mad grief

Rob a nigga, him down, leave him in his briefs
Do so much dirt, the priest asked me to turn leaf
Made the flip, change his whole belief
Started wilding in the club with them starting beef
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