Luyện nghe bài hát (Who Says) Rock Is Dead

Enter my time machine
to the future we go
to explore the scene
all the
my McFly
even I die
big to L.I.
Bronx

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

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

is the key to be
I let my fly free
the coming of the white emcee
forth a prerequisite
I you're tryin to get with this
amazin persuasion
always on some next
perpetual delivery
an enigmatic
you I'm fit to be
goin in history
Biggie Smalls and Tupac we
now Jay Slim
legend is born

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

Duck
tryin to B-Real like Cypress Hill
with my To Ill
I Kill At
to Rakim
yo Time To Build

I flow about what I
in the try to grow
no I've been to the ghetto
and probably never go
the wrath of an intelligent white kid with a mic gripped
a lyrical ensues
you
ya brain blacks & blues
ya out
stole ya
hit a spliff and took another sip of the
shut yer
I'm the cracker rapper makin all the rules
refuse and prepare your moms for the bad news

Some it a fad
it's a evolution of music
a few it
I to lose it
it's of my heart
it's for the
not the music to tear it apart
I'm calling it the Pan Theory
you can keep that lo-fi throwback crap I don't 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 forget the Outkast
Goodie
the
so shall I
to the mic like MOP

a Tribe Hip-Hop will always run through me