Luyện nghe bài hát (Who Says) Rock Is Dead

Enter my Delorean machine
to the future we go
to explore the scene
all the
my style's
when I die
big to L.I.
Bronx

this ain't
the way for Dr. Dre and his Chronic
the Gravediggaz ebonically
Nas and his supersonic phonic
K-R-S-One
with the Bap
on the in Queens with Kool G Rap
LA in the day
a Miles And Runnin
gunnin with NWA

Who says is dead
are you ready to bang your
c'mon
who rock is dead
your head
enough

is the key to be
I let my fly free
the second coming of the emcee
settin forth a
I know you're to get with this
amazin caucasian
on some next shit
perpetual rhyme
an mystery
you I'm fit to be
down in history
Biggie and Tupac we mourn
now Jay Slim
legend is born

Headbangin and slangin as I the Wu-Tang
Hoo-Bangin with the Westside Connect
is Hard To Earn like my paycheck
Protect Ya
the blast of the Tek & Steele

Duck
just tryin to B-Real Cypress Hill
with my To Ill
I At Will
to Rakim
yo it's Time To

I flow what I know
in the try to grow
no I've never been to the
and I'll never go
the wrath of an intelligent white kid a mic gripped tight
a lyrical ensues
you
gave ya blacks & blues
ya out
stole ya
hit a and took another sip of the booze
yer yapper
I'm the rapper that's makin all the rules
refuse and I'll prepare moms for the bad news

Some it a fad
a natural evolution of music
a few it
I to lose it
it's part of my
for the kids
not the critics to tear it apart
I'm it the Peter Pan Theory
you can keep that lo-fi throwback crap 'cause I want it near me
and if ya can't hear me/start a band with "t-h-e" and you too can be a flash in the pan can't the Outkast
Goodie
the
so shall I
to the mic like MOP

a Tribe Hip-Hop will always run through me