Luyện nghe bài hát Run for Cover

Run for

Here I go again, to flow again
Better HOPE my mic don't again
Warned by alarms when the mic warm
Crowd'll get critical, can't keep
Jet for the exit, why around?
Words that I make the mic melt down
If you stay, better cooperate, cuz I
And whoever break, I'm a suffocate
Leave 'em asthma, you better pass the
Mic to the master who has the
Power to and destoy at the same time
So the wack at the right, and exact could

Meant to beat overheat, but I won't
So evacuate the spot the mic's hot
Switch it one hand to another
And that's a hint, my brother, run for
Cuz I'm armed, my contains a bomb
As if I from Vietnam
Some label me lethal, lyrics I made then put
to
Format, your lungs twist your tongues
You can't bump your gums off of none of the
that I made'll create an iller scene
Eric B. is the fly human being on the
Hook 'em up to a respirator, cuz it's the

What I write is shovin' a mic down your

Don't let him bite rhymes write
No mic to mouth resuscitation is
No obituary, and LEFT TO BURY
As it strikes on the same mic and then
Cut it on, and I'm a again
I meditate off the breaks, the place shakes
Then I rain, hail, snow and earthquakes
Speak the truth, the roof off the mother
The stage is stompin' grounds, run for

the building, danger, cuz I came to
the
Strategy that'll be tragic
me to cause another catastrophe
All you gotta do is give the
Microphone and the yell, Timber
Buildings collapsin', rappers gettin' in
closed off, no one gets back in
So set up roadblocks, barrIcade the
Fade, put a detour sign on the
my microphone as evidence, the weapon I use
And been usin' ever
The in the park when, rap was an art then
Plus I was dominant, determined and dark
Makin' it hard to walk the streets at
For those who the weak beats on the mic
Whoever's livin' large better wear
Prepare to be bumrushed when I yell
Surround by of the beat-down another brother
This is stompin' grounds, run for
Wheels or foot, better not put
Whole place till the mic's unhooked
Then got seven minutes to vacate the

Lyrics'll soon as the break finishes
Don't act wild, single to the door
No for an encore, just clear the floor
Cuz my mic's about to self
The blow up when my rhymes erupt
So make the place is cleared out and abandoned
Cuz from now it won't be standin'
send out and A.P.B. All Poets Beware of a
Brother me
Now how many rhymes could man manufacture?
How many bitin' MCs can I
Trap rappers who try to run off at the
Take over route, play 'em out like a Cub

So troopin' for MCs at war
And if it's a let the crowd keep score
Cuz me and the make drama, and that's word
To mother, run for