Luyện nghe bài hát Mc Chris Is Dead

MC Chris is and he ain't never coming back
You should have been nicer when you blazin' up the track
No well wishers, it's just bitches trash
'Cause the aftermath is that rap is whack
(MC is dead!)
On arrival, his rivals revel the jealous
Relish the moment their opponent went to
Six feet under, a bummer, it's no wonder the waste
Could been a contender, now maggots march in his face
MC's often in his coffin, down, lost in thought
Groupies gather at the grave and done throw on the pot
Haters off in the distance, telescoping with binoc's
Smoking after laughing, get their knickers in knots
They play, in the park, in the dark, where spark a spliff
Raise it in the sky and cry "This shit is for Chris"
Then the talent tailor, how he was a pimp
Hands wanted to be on, just want to be on his

I'll to the day's end when the moon is high
And then I'll with the tide with a lust for life, I'll
an army, I will harness a horde
And we'll limp across the land until we stand at the shore
I'll wait to end when the moon is high
And I'll rise with the tide with a lust for life, I'll
Amass an army, I will harness a
And then we'll limp the land until we stand at the shore

MC Chris is dead and is morbid
He forfeits, forever free for the poor
One stepped at the bottom demonic endorphins
I was rings restrained, no more Mighty Morphin'
We close the lid, there'll be no bids on his toys
No for the rumor mill, no bills to enjoy
He every penny 'cept the two on his eyes
Now the diggers at Denny's, gettin' on his fries
As for the babies and their mamma's, be drama for days
Looks like he got his likeness, now it's to get paid
So starvin' Marvin Garden, claimin' MC C
But he's a seedless greed, makin' in the RV
a croc in the pot, is fraught, of it be the mock death
He's got the awesomest box set
They're airbrushing MC, on plain tee's
Another life to violence, silence if you please

I'll wait to the day's end the moon is high
And then I'll rise with the with a lust for life, I'll
Amass an army, I harness a horde
And then we'll limp across the until we stand at the shore
I'll to day's end when the moon is high
And then rise with the tide with a lust for life, I'll
Amass an army, I will a horde
And then limp across the land until we stand at the shore

My name is MC Chris and yo I can't get
Now they lay me to rest, how am I gonna get
These are cramped and I'm crazy claustrophobic
it noted I feel belittled and bloated
I better bust out in a hurry, 'cause I ain't the road then
I can barely bust a move my body is broken
But I'm covered in collections, you can't take it with you
Someone pass me a tissue while they gnash on my
Somebody prayed to Vishnu any will do
I claw at my satin ceiling, I've got nothing to
And through the dirt and the thick mud, I'll like dig dug
Or the underminer, my desire is the big
Can I convey the without wasting my words
Fossilization's what I'm facin' unless defacement
So I rise to the occasion, there's no waitin' for
And no zombie player haters
Man, what we learned?

I'll wait to the end when the moon is high
And then rise with the tide with a lust for life, I'll
an army, I will harness a horde
And then we'll limp across the land we stand at the shore
I'll wait to day's end when the moon is
And then I'll rise with the with a lust for life, I'll
Amass an army, I harness a horde
And then we'll limp across the land we stand at the shore