Luyện nghe bài hát Mc Chris Is Dead

MC Chris is dead and he never coming back
You should been nicer when you were blazin' up the track
No wishers, it's just bitches talkin' trash
the aftermath is saying that rap is whack
(MC is dead!)
On arrival, watch his rivals revel the
Relish the moment their opponent to bevel
Six feet under, what a bummer, it's no wonder the
Could been a contender, now maggots march in his face
MC's in his coffin, lyin' down, lost in thought
Groupies gather at the grave and done throw on the pot
Haters hate off in the distance, with binoc's
Smoking basket after laughing, get their knickers in
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 was a pimp
wanted to be on, just want to be on his dick

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

MC Chris is and is dreadfully morbid
He forfeits, forever free for the kids
One stepped at the with demonic endorphins
I was rings restrained, no more Mighty Morphin'
We couldn't close the lid, there'll be no bids on his
No for the rumor mill, no bills to enjoy
He kept penny 'cept the two on his eyes
Now the diggers at Denny's, 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 starvin' Garden, claimin' MC C
But he's a seedless greed, makin' in the RV
It's a croc in the pot, is fraught, of it be the mock
got the awesomest posthumous box set
They're airbrushing MC, on plain tee's
Another life lost to violence, if you please

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

My name is MC and yo I can't get laid
Now they lay me to rest, how am I get paid?
These quarters are cramped and I'm crazy
Consider it I feel belittled and bloated
I better bust out in a hurry, I ain't hating the road then
I can barely bust a because my body is broken
But I'm covered in collections, though you can't take it you
Someone me a tissue while they gnash on my tissue
Somebody prayed to Vishnu any will do
I at my satin ceiling, I've got nothing to lose
And through the dirt and the mud, I'll tunnel like dig dug
Or the underminer, my is the big buck
Can I the basement without wasting my words
Fossilization's what I'm facin' unless occurs
So I rise to the occasion, there's no waitin' for
And please no zombie haters
Man, what have we

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