《Run For Cover》歌词

[00:00:00] Artist：eric b. & rakim

[00:00:01] Songs Title：run for cover

[00:00:03] Album by: Let The Rhythm Hit em

[00:00:04] Artist by: Eric B. & Rakim

[00:00:20] Run for cover.

[00:00:29] Here I go again, ready to flow again.

[00:00:31] Better hope my mic don't blow again.

[00:00:33] Warned by alarms when the mic gets warm.

[00:00:35] Crowdll get critical, can't keep calm.

[00:00:37] Jet for the exit, why hang around?

[00:00:40] Words that I found make the mic melt down.

[00:00:42] If you stay, better cooperate, cuz I amputate,

[00:00:44] And whoever don't break, im-a suffocate.

[00:00:47] Leave em with asthma, you better pass the

[00:00:49] Mic to the massacre master who has the

[00:00:50] Power to build and destoy at the same time,

[00:00:53] So track the wack at the right, and exact could

[00:00:56] Shine.

[00:00:56] Meant to beat overheat, but I won't stop,

[00:00:58] So evacuate the spot when the mics hot.

[00:01:00] Switch it from one hand to another,

[00:01:02] And thats a hint, my brother, run for cover.

[00:01:05] Cuz I'm armed, my brain contains a bomb,

[00:01:07] As if I escaped from vietnam.

[00:01:08] Some people label me lethal, lyrics I made then put

[00:01:11] Beats to.

[00:01:11] Format, collapse your lungs twist your tongues,

[00:01:13] You can't bump your gums off of none of the drums.

[00:01:18] Words that I madell create an iller scene,

[00:01:20] Eric b. is the fly human being on the guillotine.

[00:01:23] Hook em up to a respirator, cuz its the mista

[00:01:25] Suffocator.

[00:01:25] What I write is like shovin a mic down your

[00:01:28] Windpipe.

[00:01:29] Don't let him bite rhymes rakim write.

[00:01:31] No mic-to-mouth resuscitation is neccessary;

[00:01:32] No obituary, and nothing left to bury.

[00:01:36] As it strikes on the same mic twice and then,

[00:01:38] Cut it on, and im-a strike again.

[00:01:40] I meditate off the breaks, till the place shakes,

[00:01:42] Then I make rain, hail, snow and earthquakes.

[00:01:44] Speak the truth, tear the roof off the mother.

[00:01:46] The stage is stompin grounds -- run for cover.

[00:01:49] Evacuate the building, danger, cuz I came to

[00:02:01] Explain the

[00:02:02] Strategy thatll be tragic automatically,

[00:02:03] Havin me to cause another catastrophe.

[00:02:07] All you gotta do is give rakim the

[00:02:09] Microphone and the crowdll yell timber.

[00:02:10] Buildings collapsin, rappers gettin trapped in,

[00:02:13] Areas closed off, no one gets back in.

[00:02:16] So set up roadblocks, barricade the doors,

[00:02:18] Fade, put a detour sign on the stage.

[00:02:20] Hold my microphone as evidence, the weapon I use

[00:02:23] And been usin ever since

[00:02:24] The days in the park when, rap was an art then.

[00:02:27] Plus I was dominant, determined and dark-skinned.

[00:02:29] Makin it hard to walk the streets at night

[00:02:31] For those who talk the weak beats on the mic.

[00:02:34] Whoevers livin large better wear camouflage.

[00:02:35] Prepare to be bumrushed when I yell charge.

[00:02:37] Surround by sound of the beat-down another brother,

[00:02:40] This is stompin grounds, run for cover.

[00:02:42] Wheels or foot, better not stay put.

[00:02:44] Whole place shook till the mics unhooked.

[00:02:46] Then youve got seven minutes to vacate the

[00:02:49] Premises.

[00:02:49] Lyricsll echo soon as the break finishes.

[00:02:51] Don't act wild, single file to the door.

[00:02:52] No need for an encore, just clear the floor.

[00:02:56] Cuz my mics about to self destruct,

[00:02:57] The stagell blow up when my rhymes erupt.

[00:03:00] So make sure the place is cleared out and abandoned,

[00:03:03] Cuz minutes from now it won't be standin.

[00:03:04] Then send out and a.p.b.: all poets beware of a

[00:03:08] Brother like me.

[00:03:09] Now how many rhymes could your man manufacture?

[00:03:11] How many bitin mcs can I capture?

[00:03:13] Trap rappers who try to run off at the mouth;

[00:03:16] Take over their route, play em out like a cub

[00:03:18] Scout.

[00:03:18] So leave troopin for mcs at war,

[00:03:20] And if its a battle let the crowd keep score.

[00:03:22] Cuz me and the drummer make drama, and thats word

[00:03:25] To mother...run for cover.