Luyện nghe bài hát Hit It Run

Born to rock the clock
You say I'm not
And in case you
I'm the of rock!

I'm the devestating mic DMC
And can't nobody mess around me
I'm the king of rock, rap, and a
I deal what I feel and it feels
If the play the chase then I will play
Around sound put down for the rhymes I say
Beats flow from Joe and never
Better get together let's rock, hit it Run

Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run
Run, Run

You, jump, watch your clock, while I rock your
I'm better known to the as the king of rock
I like to my piece when I'm on the mic
I'm the best, or at least, I'm the one you
And when I serve you deserve to hear I say
I throw a he got the nerve to make a triple play
Now how can an MC be?
My name is Darryl, but you can me D, hit it Run

Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run

It's called, gangsta hard rock, hip-hop
And it's headed for the top by the I pop
For every place color country county or creed
And all of the places I MCed
B-Boy badness to the degree
And it be a boy unless you be D
You can't bust a or crush a grape
And if you ain't got this tape in bad shape
Beats flow from Joe and never
Better get yourself together, rock

Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run
Run, Run, Run

Do you believe what's going on?
I was conceived and I was
I once was lost but now I'm
Tell your bunch I'm I run this town
I leave all in the dust
dumb motherfuckers can't mess with us
Beats from Joe and never stop
Better get together, let's rock, hit it run

Run, Run, Run, Run

I was from the start performin' art
Climbin' up the while others fall apart
The three outlaws in the music
We rob but our job is to get paid
'Cause Run has fun if Jay will
As I add one more to say
Now how can an MC be?
My is Darryl, but you can call me d, hit it Run

Run, Run, Run, Run

I was
Son of Byford, of Al
Bad as my and run's my pal
McDaniels, not McDonald's
These rhymes are Darryl's, the are Ronald's
I ran down my family
My mother, my father, my and D
Run, DMC. and jam Jay