Luyện nghe bài hát (Who Says) Rock Is Dead

Enter my time machine
back to the we go
to explore the rock
all the
my style's
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 supersonic
K-R-S-One
with the Bap
on the scene in Queens with G Rap
LA in the day
a Hundred And Runnin
forever with NWA

Who says rock is
are you ready to your head
yeah
who says is dead
your head
enough

is the key to be
I let my fly free
the coming of the white emcee
settin forth a
I know tryin to get with this
amazin caucasian
always on next shit
perpetual delivery
an mystery
you I'm fit to be
down in history
Biggie and Tupac we mourn
now behold Jay
another legend is

Headbangin and as I enter the Wu-Tang
with the Westside Connect gang
Respect is To Earn like my paycheck
Protect Ya
the blast of the Tek & Steele

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

I about what I know
in the process try to
no I've never to the ghetto
and probably never go
the wrath of an white kid with a mic gripped tight
a lyrical ensues
you
gave ya blacks & blues
ya out
stole ya
hit a spliff and another sip of the booze
yer yapper
I'm the cracker rapper that's all the rules
refuse and I'll your 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 music critics to tear it
I'm calling it the Peter Pan
you can keep that lo-fi throwback crap 'cause I want it near me
and if ya can't hear me/start a band "t-h-e" and you too can be a flash in the pan can't forget the Outkast
Mo-B
the
so shall I
to the mic like MOP

a Tribe Hip-Hop will always run through me