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

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

Nothing new, nothing new, dem not sayin' new
Nothing new, new, dem not sayin' nothing new
They run, they run, they run, run, they run their lyric through
But when finished rhymin' you have not heard 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 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 just keep your mouth
new, nothing new, dem not sayin' nothing new
Nothing new, nothing new, dem not nothing new, what?

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

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

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

We act up the whole spot a straight
We 30 classics at least 20 breaks
We always in demand and you over stand man
We won't be man on Billboard or SoundScan

Seek me and you find
Where I be kickin' or spittin' 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, 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 dedicated to the one that run their
Time after time after time after
I know what you will say before you jump up on the
But sure you don't, yo yo Marley turn me up a bit

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

The won't 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 Whitney, you still wanna get me

But no, you made for this
I put my hand through your like Agent Smith
I jam them big four-fifths
I go off like a glock 9, no on Kris

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

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