Luyện nghe bài hát Run for Your Life

Intro: from movie}

Most persons never have a chance to get into a studio
Never get to see or hear a record being
And only experience the product
now, you had no way of learning
Of the anormous complexity of the recording
And this appreciation of music
We can't hope to all the complexity
But we hope to you some insight
For the musical forces at
And have a good time in the

2X: Lil Dap

Run for you life, if your life you
Live behind the gun, and 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 chillin at his
Sittin up, suing and shit feel type fake
Nice '88 black is held down with the face
The way shit was going, wrote out his will
them be sneaking upon niggas, 'cause he love to kill
Met war, slouching cars, to you bon voyage
One fourth of tears out from the eyes of your mom
The rise of your is on, negative or positive
You trying to live right or wrong, something got to give
Even if you got a BM, it's the walk of dead, you seen him
Prisoners walk, always try to go for
Year two thou, space, niggas delete them
Praying god, everytime we

2X

{Lil
My dreams to walk the streets open hearted my peeps
Sweet game upon knowledge, sometime we feel scholars
More power to devour all fake MC's
Uncle Tom the playa hating jellin on me
So we jellin to our music, 'cause that's all we
Break it down to the ghetto, with ill ass flow
Walkin or nights, business 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 please listen to me, dust 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 been in the mix since before '86, and while you dick
I'm strickly biz
You know who it is, when you Brooklyn
Every fuckin borough scared of them kids
And don't wonder why, just please thru
With your 10 ice, and see what we do
It nuthin new, just the same old thing
Will snatch chain, invect your brain
That was my frame of mind, when I think way
The thing to say was, my name was K Slack
To overgate my sins, so I can be again
Still livin the rasta farayan
You listen to my words, and you be born
A life filled, a worn

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