Run 4 Cover

[Street Life]<br>Yo yo, enta, enta, enta, enta yo<br>It`s the synical, lyrical rap individual<br>On my death bed I spit sick flows that`s critical<br>I`m not a fan of this, I`m a mic vandalist<br>Thug therapist, my clan`s too original<br>My slang bang to wax, words that`s visual<br>Too digital for y`all common street criminals<br>Who wanna come test, lick the sweat from my genitals<br>We can get off the mic and get a little physical<br>I was born to rock since they cut my umbilical<br>Cord, I swing swords, behold the prolifical<br>Rhyme writer, hip-hop provider, prize fighter<br>Live wire, quick to set the mic on fire<br>I speak legalized dope, hitman for hire<br>I quote murderous notes, dope rhyme supplier<br>Hang glide on the mic like a stunt driver<br>And I won`t stop rockin till I retire<br><br>[Redman]<br>Yo yo yo<br>When it comes to the darts, I throw em<br>Flamethrower, blow your section-eight home to your payphone up<br>Grass smoker, in the cut for the lawnmower<br>I water, I ride the wale that ate Jonah<br>Over, your faced wit the black cape over<br>You woke up four gorillas wit a makeover<br>Packin a punch, asthma pump takeover<br>My crew boards, and the whole plane lays over<br>(YO YO!) You can`t talk wit the tape over<br>Pass the pussy, get out, date`s over<br>Back to your gray Nova that`s way slower<br>Redline to five on the highway shoulder<br>Enemies say "Doc the one to play closer"<br>This baboon loose off the chain choker<br>Hardcore, ?jacore? I hate poker<br>But y`all spread when my bullet`s daytona<br><br>[Chorus] 8x<br>Comin through, comin through duck<br>Run for cover (BASS!)<br><br>[Method Man]<br>Yo yo this ain`t ya granddaddy music, it`s hip hop<br>Comin through your woofer like a mute kit<br>Hundred-thousand watts on some bullshit<br>I blackout eclipse wit the semi bust a full clip (CLAP OUT!)<br>Touch one if any, that`s my complexing conquest<br>Now tell that shit to the court, I plead no contest<br>From none of y`all, please<br>I potty train pissy-ass rugrat for free<br>Keep the cake for the family and off Sarah Lee<br>That`s how we do, powerful, movin on ya left!<br>Mista who, Meth, black gorilla, beatin on his chest<br>I suggest, you pay yo` debt or Protect Ya Neck<br>I suggest, you wear a vest makin all them threats<br>Here`s a chin check that cash and splash niggas in half<br>Smash rappers like hash (smoke em down to ashes)<br>At last it`s the crew that party crashes the masses<br>Madness wildin out like special ed classes<br><br>[Ghostface Killah]<br>Straight out the gate, meet Tony<br>Don of all dons, behind New York King Tut wit one arm<br>Banana Nut Crunch last cinnamon toast with power rose<br>Whips dirty, dustin my bitch, FUCK PAROLE!<br>Peace shout he`s Wallee Timb`s, wild out (wild out)<br>We in the spot, guns go off though<br>Came out his mask it was Ollie North<br>Oh shit, what up what up Ghost<br>Congratulations on your new flick<br>Burn it dead who max the most<br>Word up you got the most Clarks<br>Bravehearts spin this<br>For under come down in the pale he need minutes<br>Told y`all before I kick doors off the hinges<br>Ain`t no cooler and there ain`t no Guiness<br>Money like Barry Blue, Keanu Reeves wit bench slippers<br>Play the PGA Tour wit Jack Nicklaus<br>Statues of Mary, gas that bust mercury<br>Sit through the biggest storm and hand out turkey<br><br>[Redman]<br>Yeah, yeah, yeah, WHUUUA!!!<br>That`s the way I like it<br><br>[Method Man]<br>PISSY ASS RUSTY ASS NIGGAS!!<br>(0-7-1-0-3) 1-0-3-0-4