Luyện nghe bài hát Cribcaged

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

The only cribs that make a
Where the magic happens
Don't come with a Benz
Or a wide screen nothing
nothing...

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

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

Successful
Dressed up
Smiling
people
Red carpet
people
Important
But just people

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

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

people
Dressed up
people
Famous
Red people
people
Important
But still people

Messed up
people
Stupid
Plastic
Meta
Theta

Oh, fuck the ones they
I'm

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