Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing New

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

So this one 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 sure you don't, yo yo Marley turn me up a bit

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

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

But no, you ain't made for
I put my through your chest like Agent Smith
I jam like them big
I go off a glock 9, no safety on Kris

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

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