Luyện nghe bài hát Mc Chris Is Dead

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

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

MC Chris is dead and is dreadfully
He forfeits, forever for the poor kids
One stepped at the bottom with endorphins
I was rings restrained, no more Mighty Morphin'
We couldn't close the lid, there'll be no bids on his
No will for the rumor mill, no to enjoy
He kept penny 'cept the two on his eyes
Now the at Denny's, gettin' cheese on his fries
As for the babies and their mamma's, there'll be drama for
like he got his likeness, now it's time to get paid
So many Marvin Garden, claimin' MC C
But he's a seedless greed, pace in the RV
a croc in the pot, is fraught, of it be the mock death
He's got the posthumous box set
airbrushing MC, on plain white tee's
Another life lost to violence, if you please

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

My name is MC Chris and yo I can't get
Now lay me to rest, how am I gonna get paid?
These quarters are and I'm crazy claustrophobic
it noted I feel belittled and bloated
I better out in a hurry, 'cause I ain't hating the road then
I can barely bust a move my body is broken
But I'm in collections, though you can't take it with you
Someone me a tissue while they gnash on my tissue
Somebody to Vishnu any deity will do
I claw at my satin ceiling, I've got to lose
And through the dirt and the thick mud, I'll tunnel dig dug
Or the underminer, my desire is the big
Can I the basement without wasting my words
Fossilization's what I'm facin' defacement occurs
So I rise to the occasion, no waitin' for worms
And please no player haters
Man, have we learned?

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