Luyện nghe bài hát Cribcaged

The cribs that we should care for
Are the ones we are here for
The belonging to our children
That do we do, scar from our wounds

The only that make a difference
Where the really happens
Don't come a Mercedes Benz
Or a screen showing nothing
nothing...

I'm sick of home control
Sick of sickening home
Sick of and gold and strip poles
of homies, sick of poses

Despite the staff that serves you
your name on clothes and perfume
Despite the way the observes you
just people...

Successful
up people
Smiling
people
Red people
Wealthy
Important
But still people

So fuck the million dollar
Fuck the Al Pacino
Fuck the drugs, the gold, the poles
Fuck the homies, the poses
Fuck the walls they build them
Fuck the bedroom magic
I don't want to hear their
As long as they vote with wallets

the silly "throw you out" joke
Fuck the cigar DeNiro smoked
Fuck their of originality and personality
Fuck travesty
Fuck new norm
conformity
Fuck Kristal
Fuck sordity
Fuck the way they equality
Fuck their freebie
Fuck the ones wear
You're people...

people
Dressed up
Smiling
people
Red people
Wealthy
Important
But still people

Messed up
Shallow
Stupid
people
Meta
people

Oh, the ones they wear
I'm

The only that we should care for
Are the that we are here for
The belonging to our children
That do what we do, from our wounds