Luyện nghe bài hát Mc Chris Is Dead

MC Chris is dead and he never coming back
You have been nicer when you were blazin' up the track
No well wishers, it's just talkin' trash
the aftermath is saying that rap is whack
(MC is dead!)
On arrival, watch his revel the jealous
Relish the their opponent went to bevel
Six feet under, a bummer, it's no wonder the waste
Could have a contender, now maggots march in his face
often in his coffin, lyin' down, lost in thought
Groupies gather at the grave and done throw on the pot
Haters off in the distance, telescoping with binoc's
Smoking basket laughing, get their knickers in knots
They play, in the park, in the dark, they spark a spliff
Raise it in the sky and cry "This shit is for Chris"
the talent tailor, how he really was a pimp
Hands wanted to be on, just want to be on his

wait to the day's end when the moon is high
And then I'll rise with the with a lust for life, I'll
Amass an army, I will a horde
And then we'll limp across the land until we stand at the
I'll to day's end when the moon is high
And I'll rise with the tide with a lust for life, I'll
Amass an army, I harness a horde
And then we'll limp across the land until we stand at the

MC Chris is dead and is morbid
He forfeits, forever free for the poor
One at the bottom with demonic endorphins
I was power restrained, no more Mighty Morphin'
We couldn't close the lid, there'll be no on his toys
No will for the mill, no bills to enjoy
He kept every penny 'cept the two on his
Now the diggers at Denny's, gettin' cheese on his
As for the babies and their mamma's, there'll be for days
Looks like he got his likeness, now time to get paid
So starvin' Marvin Garden, claimin' MC C
But he's a seedless greed, makin' in the RV
It's a in the pot, is fraught, of it be the mock death
He's got the posthumous box set
They're airbrushing MC, on plain tee's
Another life lost to violence, silence if you

I'll wait to the day's end when the is high
And I'll rise with the tide with a lust for life, I'll
Amass an army, I will a horde
And then we'll limp across the land we stand at the shore
I'll wait to day's end when the is high
And then I'll with the tide with a lust for life, I'll
Amass an army, I will harness a
And then we'll across the land until we stand at the shore

My name is MC Chris and yo I can't get
Now they lay me to rest, how am I gonna get
These quarters are cramped and I'm crazy
Consider it I feel belittled and bloated
I better bust out in a hurry, 'cause I hating the road then
I can bust a move because my body is broken
But I'm covered in collections, though you can't take it you
Someone pass me a tissue while they on my tissue
Somebody to Vishnu any deity will do
I claw at my satin ceiling, got nothing to lose
And through the dirt and the mud, I'll tunnel like dig dug
Or the underminer, my is the big buck
Can I the basement without wasting my words
Fossilization's what I'm facin' unless defacement
So I rise to the occasion, there's no waitin' for
And please no zombie player
Man, what we learned?

I'll wait to the end when the moon is high
And I'll rise with the tide with a lust for life, I'll
Amass an army, I harness a horde
And then we'll across the land until we stand at the shore
I'll wait to day's end the moon is high
And then I'll rise with the tide a lust for life, I'll
Amass an army, I will harness a
And then we'll limp across the land until we at the shore