Run for Cover Eric B. & Rakim

Run for cover

[Verse 1: Rakim]
Here I go again, ready to flow again
Better hope my mic don't blow again
Warned by alarms when the mic gets warm
Crowd'll get critical, can't keep calm
Jet for the exit, why hang around?
Words that I found make the mic melt down
If you stay, better cooperate, cuz I amputate
And whoever don't break, I'mma suffocate
Leave em with asthma, you better pass the
Mic to the massacre master that has the
Power to build and destroy at the same time
So track the wack and the right and exact will shine
Make the beat overheat, but I won't stop
So evacuate the spot when the mic's hot
Switch it from one hand to another
And that's a hint, my brother, run for cover
Because I'm armed, my brain contains a bomb
As if I escaped from Vietnam
Some people label me lethal
Lyrics I made then put beats to
Format, collapse your lungs, twist your tongues
You can't bump your gums off of none of the drums
Words that I made'll create an iller scene
Eric B-eing the fly human being on the guillotine
Hook 'em up to a respirator, cause it's the mister suffocator
What I write its like shoving a mic down your windpipe
Don't let him bite rhymes Rakim write
No mic-to-mouth resuscitation is necessary
No obituary, and nothing left to bury
As he strikes on the same mic twice and then
Cut it on, and I'mma strike again
I meditate off the break, till the place shakes
Then I make rain, hail, snow and earthquakes
Speak the truth, tear the roof off the mother
The stage is stomping grounds -- run for cover