Luyện nghe bài hát Mc Chris Is Dead

MC Chris is dead and he ain't coming back
You should have been nicer you were blazin' up the track
No well wishers, it's just talkin' trash
'Cause the aftermath is that rap is whack
(MC is dead!)
On arrival, watch his revel the jealous
Relish the moment opponent went to bevel
Six feet under, what a bummer, no wonder the waste
Could have been a contender, now maggots march in his
MC's often in his coffin, down, lost in thought
Groupies gather at the and done throw posies on the pot
Haters hate off in the distance, telescoping with
Smoking basket after laughing, get their knickers in
play, in the park, in the dark, where they 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 wait to the day's end when the moon is
And I'll rise with the tide with a lust for life, I'll
an army, I will harness a horde
And then we'll limp the land until we stand at the shore
I'll wait to day's end the moon is high
And then I'll rise with the tide with a for life, I'll
Amass an army, I harness a horde
And we'll limp across the land until we stand at the shore

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

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

My name is MC and yo I can't get laid
Now lay me to rest, how am I gonna get paid?
These quarters are and I'm crazy claustrophobic
Consider it noted I belittled and bloated
I better bust out in a hurry, 'cause I ain't the road then
I can barely bust a move because my body is
But I'm covered in collections, though you can't take it you
Someone pass me a tissue while they gnash on my
prayed 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 like dig dug
Or the underminer, my is the big buck
Can I convey the basement without my words
Fossilization's what I'm facin' defacement occurs
So I rise to the occasion, no waitin' for worms
And please no zombie haters
Man, what we learned?

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