Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing New

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

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

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

So this one dedicated to the one run their rhyme-a
Time after time after time after
I what you will say before you jump up on the stage
But make sure you say, "Di-di-di-dah-di-di-di-day"

Then have to look for you and chop you all up
So when you see me in the street just keep mouth shut
Nothing new, nothing new, dem not nothing new
Nothing new, nothing new, dem not sayin' nothing new,

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

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

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

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

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

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

So this one dedicated to the one that run their
Time after time after time after
I what you will say before 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 up like seafood platters?
Bring your best rhyme, it don't to me
You ain't on tonight by battlin' me

The streets won't you man, them guns go blam
Have you up the wall like Spider-Man
You all in the jungle, with no Spears Brittney
Like the 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 them big
I go off like a glock 9, no on Kris

Y'all 'bout platinum, I don't need all that
I got 26 and platinum plaques
take away your rights like the Patriot Act
Have whole crew thinkin', "Well maybe he is kinda whack"

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