Luyện nghe bài hát Cribcaged

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

The only cribs make a difference
Where the magic really
Don't come with a Benz
Or a screen showing nothing
nothing...

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

Despite the nodding staff serves you
Despite your name on and perfume
the way the press observes you
You're people...

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

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

Fuck the silly "throw you out"
Fuck the framed DeNiro smoked
Fuck lack of originality and personality
this travesty
Fuck this new
Fuck
Fuck Kristal
their sordity
Fuck the way they equality
Fuck their freebie
Fuck the ones they
just people...

Successful
up people
Smiling
Famous
Red people
people
Important
But just people

up people
Shallow
Stupid
people
Meta
people

Oh, the ones they wear
I'm

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