Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing New

Aiyyo Kris man I'm seein' a lot of movement in the industry 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 could the industry do for me? No
What could you to the industry?
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 you're finished rhymin' you have not heard nothing new

So this one dedicated to the one that run rhyme-a
Time after time after after time
I know you will say before you jump up on the stage
But make 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 mouth shut
Nothing new, nothing new, dem not nothing new
Nothing new, nothing new, dem not sayin' nothing new,

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

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

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

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

Seek me and you will
Where I be kickin' or spittin' that ill
Until then can't see me 'cause I be
In the of every rapper I shine

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

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

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

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

But no, you ain't made for
I put my hand through your chest like Agent
I jam like them big
I go off like a glock 9, no on Kris

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

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