Luyện nghe bài hát (Who Says) Rock Is Dead

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

this ain't
pave the way for Dr. Dre and his
the Gravediggaz ebonically
Nasty Nas and his supersonic
Attack
with the Bap
on the in Queens with Kool G Rap
LA in the day
a Hundred Miles And
forever gunnin NWA

Who says is dead
are you ready to bang your
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 you're tryin to get this
caucasian persuasion
always on some shit
perpetual rhyme
an enigmatic
you I'm fit to be
goin in history
Biggie and Tupac we mourn
now behold Jay
legend is born

Headbangin and slangin as I enter the
Hoo-Bangin with the Westside gang
Respect is To Earn like my paycheck
Ya Neck
from the of the Tek & Steele

Duck
tryin 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 never been to the ghetto
and probably never go
the wrath of an intelligent white kid with a mic tight
a lyrical ensues
you
gave ya blacks & blues
ya out
stole ya
hit a spliff and took sip of the booze
yer yapper
I'm the cracker that's makin all the rules
refuse and prepare your moms for the bad news

Some it a fad
a natural evolution of music
a few it
I to lose it
part of my heart
it's for the
not the music to tear 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 a band with "t-h-e" and you too can be a flash in the pan can't forget the Outkast
Mo-B
the
so I Proceed
to rock the mic MOP

a called Hip-Hop will always run through me