Luyện nghe bài hát Run for Your Life

Intro: from movie}

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

2X: Lil Dap

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

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

2X

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

2X

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

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