Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing New

Aiyyo Kris man I'm seein' a lot of movement in the right now
I'm seein' a lot of cats comin' into the
But they got the wrong
Nah but f'real f'real, a lot of cats comin' into it

Yo what could the do for me? No
could you bring to the industry?
What could you bring the industry?

Nothing new, new, dem not sayin' nothing new
new, nothing new, dem not sayin' nothing new
They run, they run, they run, they run, they run their lyric
But when you're finished rhymin' you not heard nothing new

So this one dedicated to the one run their rhyme-a
after time after time after time
I know you will say before you jump up on the stage
But make you don't say, "Di-di-di-dah-di-di-di-day"

Then we'll have to look for you and you all up
So when you see me in the street keep your mouth shut
Nothing new, new, dem not sayin' nothing new
Nothing new, nothing new, dem not sayin' new, what?

Everythin' you kid we already did it
you spittin' kid we already spit it
This my album, I'm havin' fun wit'chu critics
Everythin' you kid we already did it

If rap was a toilet, I woulda shit it
Critics sayin', "Kris you shoulda quit it"
But I can't stop, won't spittin' crazy lyrics
'Cause I, am hip hop, rappers just try

You critics wanna sit down and every line
But tryin' to get my concert same time
all packed up, cops yellin', "Back up, back up"
KRS yellin', "Sound man turn the up"

We act up the spot a hour straight
We rock 30 at least 20 breaks
We always in demand and you must stand man
We won't be found man on Billboard or

me and you will find
Where I be or spittin' that ill rhyme
Until they can't see me 'cause I be
In the heart of every rapper I

new, nothing new, dem not sayin' nothing new
Nothing new, new, dem not sayin' nothing new
They run, they run, they run, they run, they run their through
But when finished rhymin' you have not heard nothing new

So this one dedicated to the one run their rhyme-a
Time after time after after time
I know what you will say you jump up on the stage
But make sure you don't, yo yo turn me up a bit

Which one of you punk ass
Wanna get chewed up like seafood
Bring your best rhyme, it matter to me
You ain't on tonight by battlin' me

The won't forgive you man, them guns go blam
Have you crawlin' up the wall Spider-Man
You all in the jungle, with no Spears like
Like the want Whitney, you still wanna get me

But no, you ain't made for
I put my hand through your chest like Smith
I jam like big four-fifths
I go off like a glock 9, no safety on

Y'all 'bout platinum, I don't need all that
I got 26 gold and platinum
I'll take away your like the Patriot Act
your whole crew thinkin', "Well maybe he is kinda whack"

Oh you what happens after this
Win or lose, you know what after Kris
They call me 'cause I be blastin'
yo' ass lookin' like Jesus in 'The Passion'