Luyện nghe bài hát Rap Is Dead

Big is dead, Pac is
My music's dead and y'all just
Aah, Killer Mike, aah, Mike, aah, Killer Mike, aah, Killer Mike
Rap is dead, is dead
My music's dead and just scared
Aah, Mike, aah, Killer Mike, aah, Killer Mike, aah, Killer Mike

Fuck rap, rap's death, bloated and sick
Too many niggaz ride, Big and Pac's dick
Fuck that, next year, they more
And I write rhymes, more and more better
the last, sick and disturbed verse I wrote
And sell it to tough boys to quote
music to madness
Let the anger kill the pain and the

Fuck the fag shit, it killer with the rap shit
Hard rock when you rock
Back to the block freestyle pop lock
Back to the basics the fuck a cop shit
Rock pussies rap on some pop shit, like they rap
Soft and frail, these spirits, didn't have the heart to
This is no pain, and it's octane
A bad brain on

Lennon is dead, is dead
My music's dead and y'all just
Mike, who's the man? Killer Mike, who's the man?
Rap is dead, is dead
My music's dead and y'all scared
Killer Mike, who's the man? Killer Mike, who's the

God damnit rappers chattar on any subject matter
But does the subject really matter
the guns and blood splatter
Does fuckin' matter?
cristal, pissed off, fuckin' right I'm pissed off
And you a pistol, yo why the fuck do critics a 'did-all'?
Now wait a second, don't like I'm saying, make a record
And I'll be glad when my music gets mad

New ice cube
"Fuck you Mike!" yeah, fuck you too
No, ain't yo Mama's music
It's a drug if you it, please abuse it
Here's a cool meth-amphetamine for
Nightmares comin', ya fuckin' dreams, ultra-shock
Rap rock, bringin' the bars to rock and hip-hop
Spit it, non-stop

Big is dead, Pac is
My music's dead and just scared
Hip hop hit, Mike, hip hop hit, Killer Mike
Rap is dead, is dead
My music's dead and y'all just
Hip hop hit, Mike, hip hop hit, Killer Mike

it was a bad day when I woke up
NWA's raise broke up
Damn prayers ain't move the that they should've
Rappers on top don't spit like they
I allegiance to the hard core
I'll it to you, hard, raw

Ay, a beautiful to be seen
There's a mosh pit packed wild teens
Hangin' onto every that we spit, ready to rip, rock, and tear shit
fuckin' up my music man
Whine a bitch or stand and be a man
Black Sabbath, I'm smoking in a Zeppelin
Pumpin' Metallica, on my weapon
Fuck you and the bed yo bitch in
Killer-Kill keeps it real, hardcore is what I'm

Big is dead, Pac is
My music's dead and just scared
Hard rock shit, Killer Mike, hard rock shit, Killer
is dead, Kurt is dead
My dead and y'all just scared
Hard rock shit, Mike, hard rock shit, Killer Mike
Rap is dead, Mike