Luyện nghe bài hát Run for Your Life

Intro: {sample from

Most persons never have a to get into a recording studio
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 process
And this limits of music
We can't to explain all the complexity
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 your you live
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 corner of Gas & the
The don who got laced up by
Time yo we chillin at his wake
up, suing down and shit feel type fake
Nice '88 black is held down the white face
The way was going, couldn't wrote out his will
them be sneaking upon niggas, 'cause he love to kill
Met war, slouching cars, to send you bon
One fourth of tears out from the eyes of your mom
The rise of your life is on, or positive
You trying to live right or wrong, just got to give
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, space, niggas delete them
Praying god, we eatin

2X

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

2X

Yo were I'm from ENY, where there at?
Got heads turning, Cali to Fort Ten
I've been in the mix since before '86, and while you dick
I'm gettin biz
You know who it is, when you from
fuckin borough scared of them crook kids
And don't wonder why, just come thru
With your 10 karat ice, and see we do
It ain't new, just the same old thing
Will snatch your chain, invect brain
That was my frame of mind, I think way back
The only thing to say was, my 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 child

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