Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing New

Aiyyo man I'm seein' a lot of movement in the industry right now
I'm seein' a lot of cats into the industry
But they got the idea
Nah but f'real, a lot of cats comin' into it like

Yo what the industry do for me? No
What could you to the industry?
What could you into the industry?

Nothing new, nothing new, dem not nothing new
Nothing new, nothing new, dem not nothing new
run, they run, they run, they run, they run their lyric through
But you're finished rhymin' you have not heard nothing new

So this one dedicated to the one run their rhyme-a
Time after time after after time
I know what you will say you jump up on the stage
But sure you don't say, "Di-di-di-dah-di-di-di-day"

we'll have to look for you and chop you all up
So when you see me in the street keep your mouth shut
Nothing new, nothing new, dem not nothing new
Nothing new, nothing new, dem not sayin' new, what?

Everythin' you doin' kid we did it
Everythin' you kid we already spit it
This my 15th album, I'm fun wit'chu critics
Everythin' you doin kid we did it

If rap was a toilet, I woulda shit it
sayin', "Kris you shoulda already quit it"
But I can't stop, stop spittin' crazy lyrics
I, am hip hop, other rappers just try

You critics sit down and debate every line
But tryin' to get into my concert time
Spot all packed up, cops yellin', "Back up, up"
KRS yellin', "Sound man turn the up"

We act up the whole spot a hour
We rock 30 classics at 20 breaks
We always in demand and you must stand man
We won't be found man on Billboard or

Seek me and you find
Where I be kickin' or that ill rhyme
Until then can't see me 'cause I be
In the heart of every I shine

Nothing new, nothing new, dem not sayin' new
Nothing new, nothing new, dem not nothing new
run, they run, they run, they run, they run their lyric through
But they're finished rhymin' you have not heard nothing new

So one dedicated to the one that run their rhyme-a
Time after after time after time
I know what you will say you jump up on the stage
But make sure you don't, yo yo Marley me up a bit

one of you punk ass rappers
Wanna get chewed up seafood platters?
Bring best rhyme, it don't matter to me
You ain't gettin' on tonight by me

The streets won't forgive you man, them guns go
Have you crawlin' up the like Spider-Man
You all in the jungle, with no Spears Brittney
the coke want Whitney, you still wanna get me

But no, you ain't for this
I put my hand your chest like Agent Smith
I jam like big four-fifths
I go off like a glock 9, no safety on

Y'all talk 'bout platinum, I need all that
I got 26 gold and plaques
I'll take away rights like the Patriot Act
your whole crew thinkin', "Well maybe he is kinda whack"

Oh you know what happens this
Win or lose, you know what happens Kris
They call me Blastmaster 'cause I be
Have yo' ass lookin' Jesus in 'The Passion'