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 comin' into the industry
But they got the idea
Nah but f'real f'real, a lot of cats into it like

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

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

So this one dedicated to the one that run rhyme-a
Time time after time after time
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 we'll have to for you and chop you all up
So you see me in the street just keep your mouth shut
new, nothing new, dem not sayin' nothing new
Nothing new, new, dem not sayin' nothing new, what?

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

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

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

We act up the whole a hour straight
We rock 30 classics at least 20
We always in and you must over stand man
We be found man on Billboard or SoundScan

me and you will find
Where I be kickin' or that ill rhyme
Until then they see me 'cause I be
In the heart of every I shine

new, nothing new, dem not sayin' nothing new
Nothing new, nothing new, dem not nothing new
They run, they run, they run, they run, 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 after time after time
I know you will say before you jump up on the stage
But make sure you don't, yo yo Marley me up a bit

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

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

But no, you ain't for this
I put my hand through your chest like Agent
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 your rights like the Act
Have your whole crew thinkin', "Well maybe he is whack"

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