Luyện nghe bài hát Won't Catch Me Runnin

Verse

Stay in school was the motto, but I'd hit lotto
Swallow a shot of tequila but leave the in the bottle
In the spot a BAC of .13
And when my voice hits the mic I Spit like Beat Street
I with a clique, thick as the '93 Freaknik
Smokin a beadie, flippin the script a hermaphrodite
So choose your weapon if ya got beef,
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 strike back
The night I got dice accidentally stepped on money's
He tried to break fool and threw a glass of ice to incite the fight
But didn't know who heads
I got ??? like Ricky Randall takin the off Chavez
Instead ya lose, he got punked for his
Cause just like BB King I'm givin the blues

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

Verse

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

Verse (LP Version):

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

Three (EP Version):

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