Luyện nghe bài hát Won't Catch Me Runnin

Verse

Stay in school was the motto, but I'd rather hit
Swallow a shot of tequila but the worm in the bottle
In the spot a BAC of .13
And when my voice hits the mic I electrocute like Beat Street
I lounge with a clique, thick as the '93
Smokin a beadie, flippin the like a hermaphrodite
So choose your if ya got beef, chief
we can take it to the looseleaf sheets or concrete streets
Cause Ras not strapped is like LL a hat
Syntax attacks, head cracks, they know David Horowitz would back
The night I got dice accidentally stepped on Nikes
He tried to break fool and threw a glass full of ice to incite the
But know who flew heads
I got ??? like Ricky Randall the legs off Chavez
Instead ya lose, he got for his shoes
Cause just like BB King I'm givin the blues

Times is hard, brothers is frontin' but ain't about nothin'
So ya won't me runnin' (x4)

Two:

I through crews as if they was holograms
Been inside of more vaginas a diaphragm, so I don't give a damn
Kid, I am the man you think you are
5'5" and throwing hooks Abdul-Jabbar
Servin' these kids like pediatrics, practice the
And cover your head, just like a prophylactic does
Thought he wasn't when he was retarted
Rented a truck when the LA riot started
Slid my homeless a buck, and ducks duck
The buck-buck, boo-ya, who ya
will be stylin' when Cali is an island (FAT!!!)
It's my fault, my shake from Brooklyn to
The on lyrics ya plates like San Andreas
Would be rumblin', you're not ready for my fly of genre
I'll rock your world like Wanda

Verse (LP Version):

Now money talks and bullshit walks in the street on the
And niggas pull my like a ukelele, but
I lust like I used to lust Halle Berry
But now I bat motherfuckers like Dave Justice
bust nuts
Because he's
1 time this brother tried to step and thought the guy was scar-ied
Tryin' to freak all up on the girl I was dancin' with like he's
Not the ho was important but it's the principle
Involved, I said, "Yo black my lady pal"
The stupid laughed and said, "Well she my bitch too now"
So what can you do when is men
Our self-image depends on the next scrimmage so I sin
Cause shalt not kill, but I tried my best
Left my in his neck
I never understand why brothers try to act up on one
But if the is comin'
Fool, you won't me runnin'

Three (EP Version):

Stop your flow its menopause the men all pause
Cramp your like P.M.S
Suckers checking for lumps in chest
Like breast
My stanza gets censorship from Reverend Calvin
but he could my diction, dictation is ridiculous
indicative of
Today's four letter words were english until 1066
and ignorance is
So as I sag my Ralph chaps
into lyrical scraps
I'm knocking off the map
See stars than astronomy
Not one can follow me
Thougts like two Melendez brothers
That's to the father and the mother