Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing New

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

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

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

So one dedicated to the one that run their rhyme-a
Time after after time after time
I know what you will say before you up on the stage
But make sure you 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 just keep your mouth shut
Nothing new, new, dem not sayin' nothing new
Nothing new, new, dem not sayin' nothing new, what?

Everythin' you kid we already did it
Everythin' you spittin' kid we already it
This my 15th album, I'm havin' fun critics
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 stop, won't stop spittin' crazy lyrics
'Cause I, am hip hop, other just try

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

We act up the whole a hour straight
We rock 30 at least 20 breaks
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 spittin' that ill
Until then they see me 'cause I be
In the of every rapper I shine

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

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

Which one of you punk ass
Wanna get chewed up like seafood
Bring your best rhyme, it don't to me
You ain't on tonight by battlin' me

The streets forgive you man, them guns go blam
you crawlin' up the wall like Spider-Man
You all in the jungle, with no like Brittney
Like the want Whitney, you still wanna get me

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

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

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