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

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

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

So one dedicated to the one that run their rhyme-a
Time after time after after time
I know 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 have to look for you and you all up
So when you see me in the street just keep your mouth
Nothing new, 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 already it
This my 15th album, I'm havin' fun wit'chu
Everythin' you doin kid we did it

If rap was a toilet, I woulda already 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 down and every line
But tryin' to get into my same time
all packed 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 classics at least 20
We in demand and you must over stand man
We won't be man on Billboard or SoundScan

Seek me and you will
Where I be or spittin' that ill rhyme
Until then they can't see me I be
In the heart of every rapper I

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

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

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

The streets won't forgive you man, them guns go
Have you up the wall like 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 Smith
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 and platinum plaques
I'll take your 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 know what after Kris
call me Blastmaster 'cause I be blastin'
Have yo' ass like Jesus in 'The Passion'