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 record made
And only experience the finished
now, you had no way of learning
Of the anormous of the recording process
And this appreciation of music
We can't hope to all the complexity
But we hope to you some insight
For the forces at work
And a good time 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 and gone
Listen to the word, that's how word is

Word is on the of Gas & the Plate
The don who got laced up by
Time flies yo we at his wake
Sittin up, suing down and shit feel type
Nice '88 is held down with 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 tears out from the eyes of your mom
The rise of your life is on, 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 with my
game upon knowledge, sometime we feel like scholars
More to devour all these fake MC's
Uncle Tom the playa hating jellin on me
So we jellin to our music, 'cause all we know
Break it down to the ghetto, with that ill ass
days or nights, business sights and fights
Bodies and souls are gettin picken all
Indeed yo, in the streets this is you see
Try to the forth, but no one understands me
Moms please listen to me, turning dust into
straight for my life, and there's no turning back

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 you sucking dick
I'm gettin biz
You who it is, when you from Brooklyn
fuckin borough scared of them crook kids
And don't why, just please come thru
your 10 karat ice, and see what we do
It nuthin new, just the same old thing
Will snatch your chain, invect brain
That was my frame of mind, when I think way
The only thing to say was, my name was K
To overgate my sins, so I can be again
livin the Brooklyn rasta farayan
You listen to my words, and you will be
A filled, a child worn

2X