Luyện nghe bài hát Run for Your Life

Intro: from movie}

Most persons never have a chance to get into a recording
Never get to see or hear a being made
And only the finished product
Until now, you had no way of
Of the anormous complexity of the recording
And this limits appreciation of
We can't hope to explain all the
But we hope to give you insight
For the musical at work
And have a good in the process

2X: Lil Dap

Run for you life, if life you live
Live behind the gun, and is what you get
Two slugs to the head, and you're and gone
Listen to the word, how word is bond

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

2X

{Lil
My to walk the streets open hearted with my peeps
game upon knowledge, sometime we feel like scholars
More power to devour all fake MC's
Uncle Tom brought the playa hating on me
So we to our music, 'cause that's all we know
Break it to the ghetto, with that ill ass flow
days or nights, business sights and fights
Bodies and souls are gettin 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 for my life, and there's no turning back

2X

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

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