Run For Cover 歌词

歌曲	Run For Cover
歌手	Eric B. & Rakim
专辑	Let The Rhythm Hit 'Em
下载	Image LRC TXT

[00:00.42]	Artist：eric b. & rakim
[00:01.92]	Songs Title：run for cover
[00:03.23]
[00:04.97]
[00:20.01]	Run for cover.
[00:29.50]	Here I go again, ready to flow again.
[00:31.91]	Better hope my mic dont blow again.
[00:33.66]	Warned by alarms when the mic gets warm.
[00:35.91]	Crowdll get critical, cant keep calm.
[00:37.91]	Jet for the exit, why hang around?
[00:40.34]	Words that I found make the mic melt down.
[00:42.52]	If you stay, better cooperate, cuz I amputate,
[00:44.77]	And whoever dont break, im-a suffocate.
[00:47.58]	Leave em with asthma, you better pass the
[00:49.33]	Mic to the massacre master who has the
[00:50.70]	Power to build and destoy at the same time,
[00:53.51]	So track the wack at the right, and exact could
[00:56.18]	Shine.
[00:56.50]	Meant to beat overheat, but I wont stop,
[00:58.44]	So evacuate the spot when the mics hot.
[01:00.81]	Switch it from one hand to another,
[01:02.74]	And thats a hint, my brother, run for cover.
[01:05.11]	Cuz Im armed, my brain contains a bomb,
[01:07.10]	As if I escaped from vietnam.
[01:08.41]	Some people label me lethal, lyrics I made then put
[01:11.23]	Beats to.
[01:11.67]	Format, collapse your lungs twist your tongues,
[01:13.47]	You cant bump your gums off of none of the drums.
[01:18.34]	Words that I madell create an iller scene,
[01:20.21]	Eric b. is the fly human being on the guillotine.
[01:23.21]	Hook em up to a respirator, cuz its the mista
[01:25.64]	Suffocator.
[01:25.83]	What I write is like shovin a mic down your
[01:28.76]	Windpipe.
[01:29.02]	Dont let him bite rhymes rakim write.
[01:31.19]	No mic-to-mouth resuscitation is neccessary;
[01:32.32]	No obituary, and nothing left to bury.
[01:36.19]	As it strikes on the same mic twice and then,
[01:38.75]	Cut it on, and im-a strike again.
[01:40.68]	I meditate off the breaks, till the place shakes,
[01:42.68]	Then I make rain, hail, snow and earthquakes.
[01:44.23]	Speak the truth, tear the roof off the mother.
[01:46.79]	The stage is stompin grounds -- run for cover.
[01:49.17]	Evacuate the building, danger, cuz I came to
[02:01.50]	Explain the
[02:02.56]	Strategy thatll be tragic automatically,
[02:03.87]	Havin me to cause another catastrophe.
[02:07.62]	All you gotta do is give rakim the
[02:09.74]	Microphone and the crowdll yell timber.
[02:10.99]	Buildings collapsin, rappers gettin trapped in,
[02:13.04]	Areas closed off, no one gets back in.
[02:16.04]	So set up roadblocks, barricade the doors,
[02:18.04]	Fade, put a detour sign on the stage.
[02:20.59]	Hold my microphone as evidence, the weapon I use
[02:23.28]	And been usin ever since
[02:24.84]	The days in the park when, rap was an art then.
[02:27.46]	Plus I was dominant, determined and dark-skinned.
[02:29.09]	Makin it hard to walk the streets at night
[02:31.71]	For those who talk the weak beats on the mic.
[02:34.07]	Whoevers livin large better wear camouflage.
[02:35.52]	Prepare to be bumrushed when I yell charge.
[02:37.51]	Surround by sound of the beat-down another brother,
[02:40.63]	This is stompin grounds, run for cover.
[02:42.69]	Wheels or foot, better not stay put.
[02:44.99]	Whole place shook till the mics unhooked.
[02:46.62]	Then youve got seven minutes to vacate the
[02:49.18]	Premises.
[02:49.42]	Lyricsll echo soon as the break finishes.
[02:51.24]	Dont act wild, single file to the door.
[02:52.86]	No need for an encore, just clear the floor.
[02:56.11]	Cuz my mics about to self destruct,
[02:57.72]	The stagell blow up when my rhymes erupt.
[03:00.78]	So make sure the place is cleared out and abandoned,
[03:03.04]	Cuz minutes from now it wont be standin.
[03:04.90]	Then send out and a.p.b.: all poets beware of a
[03:08.40]	Brother like me.
[03:09.52]	Now how many rhymes could your man manufacture?
[03:11.40]	How many bitin mcs can I capture?
[03:13.51]	Trap rappers who try to run off at the mouth;
[03:16.26]	Take over their route, play em out like a cub
[03:18.45]	Scout.
[03:18.69]	So leave troopin for mcs at war,
[03:20.32]	And if its a battle let the crowd keep score.
[03:22.68]	Cuz me and the drummer make drama, and thats word
[03:25.00]	To mother...run for cover.

[00:00.42]	Artist: eric b. rakim
[00:01.92]	Songs Title: run for cover
[00:03.23]
[00:04.97]
[00:20.01]	Run for cover.
[00:29.50]	Here I go again, ready to flow again.
[00:31.91]	Better hope my mic dont blow again.
[00:33.66]	Warned by alarms when the mic gets warm.
[00:35.91]	Crowdll get critical, cant keep calm.
[00:37.91]	Jet for the exit, why hang around?
[00:40.34]	Words that I found make the mic melt down.
[00:42.52]	If you stay, better cooperate, cuz I amputate,
[00:44.77]	And whoever dont break, ima suffocate.
[00:47.58]	Leave em with asthma, you better pass the
[00:49.33]	Mic to the massacre master who has the
[00:50.70]	Power to build and destoy at the same time,
[00:53.51]	So track the wack at the right, and exact could
[00:56.18]	Shine.
[00:56.50]	Meant to beat overheat, but I wont stop,
[00:58.44]	So evacuate the spot when the mics hot.
[01:00.81]	Switch it from one hand to another,
[01:02.74]	And thats a hint, my brother, run for cover.
[01:05.11]	Cuz Im armed, my brain contains a bomb,
[01:07.10]	As if I escaped from vietnam.
[01:08.41]	Some people label me lethal, lyrics I made then put
[01:11.23]	Beats to.
[01:11.67]	Format, collapse your lungs twist your tongues,
[01:13.47]	You cant bump your gums off of none of the drums.
[01:18.34]	Words that I madell create an iller scene,
[01:20.21]	Eric b. is the fly human being on the guillotine.
[01:23.21]	Hook em up to a respirator, cuz its the mista
[01:25.64]	Suffocator.
[01:25.83]	What I write is like shovin a mic down your
[01:28.76]	Windpipe.
[01:29.02]	Dont let him bite rhymes rakim write.
[01:31.19]	No mictomouth resuscitation is neccessary
[01:32.32]	No obituary, and nothing left to bury.
[01:36.19]	As it strikes on the same mic twice and then,
[01:38.75]	Cut it on, and ima strike again.
[01:40.68]	I meditate off the breaks, till the place shakes,
[01:42.68]	Then I make rain, hail, snow and earthquakes.
[01:44.23]	Speak the truth, tear the roof off the mother.
[01:46.79]	The stage is stompin grounds run for cover.
[01:49.17]	Evacuate the building, danger, cuz I came to
[02:01.50]	Explain the
[02:02.56]	Strategy thatll be tragic automatically,
[02:03.87]	Havin me to cause another catastrophe.
[02:07.62]	All you gotta do is give rakim the
[02:09.74]	Microphone and the crowdll yell timber.
[02:10.99]	Buildings collapsin, rappers gettin trapped in,
[02:13.04]	Areas closed off, no one gets back in.
[02:16.04]	So set up roadblocks, barricade the doors,
[02:18.04]	Fade, put a detour sign on the stage.
[02:20.59]	Hold my microphone as evidence, the weapon I use
[02:23.28]	And been usin ever since
[02:24.84]	The days in the park when, rap was an art then.
[02:27.46]	Plus I was dominant, determined and darkskinned.
[02:29.09]	Makin it hard to walk the streets at night
[02:31.71]	For those who talk the weak beats on the mic.
[02:34.07]	Whoevers livin large better wear camouflage.
[02:35.52]	Prepare to be bumrushed when I yell charge.
[02:37.51]	Surround by sound of the beatdown another brother,
[02:40.63]	This is stompin grounds, run for cover.
[02:42.69]	Wheels or foot, better not stay put.
[02:44.99]	Whole place shook till the mics unhooked.
[02:46.62]	Then youve got seven minutes to vacate the
[02:49.18]	Premises.
[02:49.42]	Lyricsll echo soon as the break finishes.
[02:51.24]	Dont act wild, single file to the door.
[02:52.86]	No need for an encore, just clear the floor.
[02:56.11]	Cuz my mics about to self destruct,
[02:57.72]	The stagell blow up when my rhymes erupt.
[03:00.78]	So make sure the place is cleared out and abandoned,
[03:03.04]	Cuz minutes from now it wont be standin.
[03:04.90]	Then send out and a. p. b.: all poets beware of a
[03:08.40]	Brother like me.
[03:09.52]	Now how many rhymes could your man manufacture?
[03:11.40]	How many bitin mcs can I capture?
[03:13.51]	Trap rappers who try to run off at the mouth
[03:16.26]	Take over their route, play em out like a cub
[03:18.45]	Scout.
[03:18.69]	So leave troopin for mcs at war,
[03:20.32]	And if its a battle let the crowd keep score.
[03:22.68]	Cuz me and the drummer make drama, and thats word
[03:25.00]	To mother... run for cover.

[00:00.42]	Artist: eric b. rakim
[00:01.92]	Songs Title: run for cover
[00:03.23]
[00:04.97]
[00:20.01]	Run for cover.
[00:29.50]	Here I go again, ready to flow again.
[00:31.91]	Better hope my mic dont blow again.
[00:33.66]	Warned by alarms when the mic gets warm.
[00:35.91]	Crowdll get critical, cant keep calm.
[00:37.91]	Jet for the exit, why hang around?
[00:40.34]	Words that I found make the mic melt down.
[00:42.52]	If you stay, better cooperate, cuz I amputate,
[00:44.77]	And whoever dont break, ima suffocate.
[00:47.58]	Leave em with asthma, you better pass the
[00:49.33]	Mic to the massacre master who has the
[00:50.70]	Power to build and destoy at the same time,
[00:53.51]	So track the wack at the right, and exact could
[00:56.18]	Shine.
[00:56.50]	Meant to beat overheat, but I wont stop,
[00:58.44]	So evacuate the spot when the mics hot.
[01:00.81]	Switch it from one hand to another,
[01:02.74]	And thats a hint, my brother, run for cover.
[01:05.11]	Cuz Im armed, my brain contains a bomb,
[01:07.10]	As if I escaped from vietnam.
[01:08.41]	Some people label me lethal, lyrics I made then put
[01:11.23]	Beats to.
[01:11.67]	Format, collapse your lungs twist your tongues,
[01:13.47]	You cant bump your gums off of none of the drums.
[01:18.34]	Words that I madell create an iller scene,
[01:20.21]	Eric b. is the fly human being on the guillotine.
[01:23.21]	Hook em up to a respirator, cuz its the mista
[01:25.64]	Suffocator.
[01:25.83]	What I write is like shovin a mic down your
[01:28.76]	Windpipe.
[01:29.02]	Dont let him bite rhymes rakim write.
[01:31.19]	No mictomouth resuscitation is neccessary
[01:32.32]	No obituary, and nothing left to bury.
[01:36.19]	As it strikes on the same mic twice and then,
[01:38.75]	Cut it on, and ima strike again.
[01:40.68]	I meditate off the breaks, till the place shakes,
[01:42.68]	Then I make rain, hail, snow and earthquakes.
[01:44.23]	Speak the truth, tear the roof off the mother.
[01:46.79]	The stage is stompin grounds run for cover.
[01:49.17]	Evacuate the building, danger, cuz I came to
[02:01.50]	Explain the
[02:02.56]	Strategy thatll be tragic automatically,
[02:03.87]	Havin me to cause another catastrophe.
[02:07.62]	All you gotta do is give rakim the
[02:09.74]	Microphone and the crowdll yell timber.
[02:10.99]	Buildings collapsin, rappers gettin trapped in,
[02:13.04]	Areas closed off, no one gets back in.
[02:16.04]	So set up roadblocks, barricade the doors,
[02:18.04]	Fade, put a detour sign on the stage.
[02:20.59]	Hold my microphone as evidence, the weapon I use
[02:23.28]	And been usin ever since
[02:24.84]	The days in the park when, rap was an art then.
[02:27.46]	Plus I was dominant, determined and darkskinned.
[02:29.09]	Makin it hard to walk the streets at night
[02:31.71]	For those who talk the weak beats on the mic.
[02:34.07]	Whoevers livin large better wear camouflage.
[02:35.52]	Prepare to be bumrushed when I yell charge.
[02:37.51]	Surround by sound of the beatdown another brother,
[02:40.63]	This is stompin grounds, run for cover.
[02:42.69]	Wheels or foot, better not stay put.
[02:44.99]	Whole place shook till the mics unhooked.
[02:46.62]	Then youve got seven minutes to vacate the
[02:49.18]	Premises.
[02:49.42]	Lyricsll echo soon as the break finishes.
[02:51.24]	Dont act wild, single file to the door.
[02:52.86]	No need for an encore, just clear the floor.
[02:56.11]	Cuz my mics about to self destruct,
[02:57.72]	The stagell blow up when my rhymes erupt.
[03:00.78]	So make sure the place is cleared out and abandoned,
[03:03.04]	Cuz minutes from now it wont be standin.
[03:04.90]	Then send out and a. p. b.: all poets beware of a
[03:08.40]	Brother like me.
[03:09.52]	Now how many rhymes could your man manufacture?
[03:11.40]	How many bitin mcs can I capture?
[03:13.51]	Trap rappers who try to run off at the mouth
[03:16.26]	Take over their route, play em out like a cub
[03:18.45]	Scout.
[03:18.69]	So leave troopin for mcs at war,
[03:20.32]	And if its a battle let the crowd keep score.
[03:22.68]	Cuz me and the drummer make drama, and thats word
[03:25.00]	To mother... run for cover.

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