Luyện nghe bài hát Run for Your Life

Intro: {sample movie}

persons never have a chance to get into a recording studio
Never get to see or a record being made
And only experience the finished
now, you had no way of learning
Of the anormous of the recording process
And limits appreciation of music
We hope to explain all the complexity
But we hope to you some insight
For the musical at work
And have a good in the process

2X: Lil Dap

Run for you life, if your life you
behind the gun, and this is what you get
Two slugs to the head, and you're dead and
Listen to the word, how word is bond

Word is on the of Gas & the Plate
The don who got up by mistake
Time flies yo we at his wake
Sittin up, suing down and shit feel fake
Nice '88 black is held down with the white
The way was going, couldn't wrote out his will
them be sneaking upon niggas, 'cause he love to kill
Met war, cars, to send you bon voyage
One of tears pullin out from the eyes of your mom
The rise of life is on, negative or positive
You trying to live right or wrong, something just got to
Even if you got a BM, it's the walk of dead, everytime you him
walk, always try to go for freedom
Year two thou, back space, niggas delete
Praying god, everytime we

2X

{Lil
My dreams to the streets open hearted with my peeps
Sweet game upon knowledge, we feel like scholars
More power to devour all fake MC's
Uncle Tom brought the playa hating on me
So we jellin to our music, 'cause that's all we
Break it down to the ghetto, that ill ass flow
Walkin or nights, business sights and fights
Bodies and are gettin picken all night
yo, in the streets this is what you see
Try to the forth, but no one understands me
Moms please listen to me, turning into black
Running straight for my life, and there's no back

2X

Yo were I'm ENY, where there at? Brooklyn
Got heads turning, Cali to Fort Ten
I've been in the mix since before '86, and while you sucking
I'm strickly biz
You who it is, when you from Brooklyn
fuckin borough scared of them crook kids
And don't wonder why, just come thru
With 10 karat ice, and see what we do
It ain't nuthin new, just the old thing
Will snatch your chain, invect your
That was my frame of mind, when I think way
The thing to say was, my name was K Slack
To my sins, so I can be born again
Still livin the rasta farayan
You listen to my words, and you be born
A life filled, a worn

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