Luyện nghe bài hát (Who Says) Rock Is Dead

Enter my Delorean time
to the future we go
to the rock scene
all the
my style's
even I die
big to L.I.
South

this ain't
pave the way for Dr. Dre and his
the Gravediggaz ebonically
Nasty Nas and his supersonic
K-R-S-One
the Boom Bap
on the scene in Queens with G Rap
LA in the day
a Miles And Runnin
forever with NWA

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

is the key to be
I let my fly free
the second coming of the white
forth a prerequisite
I know you're tryin to get with
caucasian persuasion
always on some shit
perpetual rhyme
an mystery
you I'm fit to be
down in history
Biggie Smalls and we mourn
now behold Jay
another legend is

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

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

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

Some it a fad
it's a evolution of music
a few it
I refuse to it
part 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 me/start 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 shall I
to the mic like MOP

a Tribe called Hip-Hop will always run me