Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing New

Aiyyo Kris man I'm a lot of movement in the industry right now
I'm seein' a lot of cats into the industry
But they got the wrong
Nah but f'real f'real, a lot of cats comin' it like

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

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

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

Everythin' you doin' kid we did it
Everythin' you spittin' kid we already it
This my album, I'm havin' fun wit'chu critics
you doin kid we already 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 spittin' lyrics
'Cause I, am hip hop, other just try

You critics wanna sit down and debate 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 and you must over stand man
We be found man on Billboard or SoundScan

Seek me and you find
Where I be kickin' or that ill rhyme
Until then they can't see me I be
In the of every rapper 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, they run lyric through
But when finished rhymin' you have not heard nothing new

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

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

The streets won't you man, them guns go blam
Have you crawlin' up the wall Spider-Man
You all in the jungle, with no 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 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
take away your rights like the Patriot Act
Have your whole thinkin', "Well maybe he is kinda whack"

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