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 McFly
even I die
big to L.I.
Bronx

this Onyx
the way for Dr. Dre and his Chronic
the ebonically demonic
Nasty Nas and his phonic
K-R-S-One
the Boom Bap
on the scene in with Kool G Rap
LA in the day
a Hundred Miles And
gunnin with NWA

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

is the key to be
I let my mind fly
the second of the white emcee
settin forth a
I know you're tryin to get with
amazin caucasian
always on some next
perpetual delivery
an enigmatic
you I'm fit to be
goin down in
Biggie Smalls and we mourn
now Jay Slim
legend is born

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

Duck
just tryin to B-Real like Cypress
my License To Ill
I Kill At
word to
yo Time To Build

I flow what I know
in the process try to
no never been to the ghetto
and I'll never go
the wrath of an intelligent white kid with a mic gripped
a lyrical ensues
you
gave ya brain blacks &
ya out
stole ya
hit a and took another sip of the booze
shut yer
I'm the cracker rapper that's makin all the
and I'll prepare your moms for the bad news

Some it a fad
it's a natural of music
a few it
I to lose it
it's part of my
it's for the
not the music critics to it apart
I'm it the Peter Pan Theory
you can keep lo-fi throwback crap 'cause 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
Mo-B
the
so shall I
to the mic like MOP

a Tribe Hip-Hop will always run through me