Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing New

Aiyyo Kris man I'm seein' a lot of movement in the right now
I'm seein' a lot of cats into the industry
But got the wrong 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 to the industry?
What could you bring the industry?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Seek me and you will
I be kickin' or spittin' that ill rhyme
Until then they can't see me 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 rhymin' you have not heard nothing new

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

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

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

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

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

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