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' 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
could you bring to the industry?
What could you bring into the

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

So one dedicated to the one that run their 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 to look for you and chop you all up
So when you see me in the 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 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 spittin' crazy lyrics
I, am hip hop, other rappers just try

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

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

me and you will find
Where I be kickin' or that ill rhyme
Until they can't see me 'cause I be
In the heart of rapper I shine

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

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

Which one of you punk ass
Wanna get up like seafood platters?
Bring your best rhyme, it matter to me
You gettin' on tonight by battlin' me

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

But no, you ain't for this
I put my hand through chest like Agent Smith
I jam them 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 platinum
I'll away your rights like the Patriot Act
Have your whole crew thinkin', "Well he is kinda whack"

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