Luyện nghe bài hát Run for Your Life

Intro: {sample movie}

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

2X: Lil Dap

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

Word is on the corner of Gas & the
The don who got laced up by
Time yo we chillin at his wake
Sittin up, suing and shit feel type fake
Nice '88 black is held with the white face
The way was going, couldn't wrote out his will
Hear them be upon niggas, 'cause he love to kill
Met war, slouching cars, to send you bon
One fourth of tears pullin out from the of your mom
The rise of your life is on, 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
Prisoners walk, try to go for freedom
Year two thou, back space, niggas them
Praying god, everytime we

2X

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

2X

Yo were I'm from ENY, where there at?
Got heads turning, from to Fort Ten
I've been in the mix since before '86, and while you dick
I'm strickly biz
You know who it is, when you from
Every fuckin borough 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, the same old thing
snatch your chain, invect your brain
That was my of mind, when I think way back
The thing to say was, my name was K Slack
To overgate my sins, so I can be born
livin the Brooklyn rasta farayan
You listen to my words, and you be born
A life filled, a child

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