Luyện nghe bài hát Cribcaged

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

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

I'm sick of home control
Sick of home designers
Sick of drugs and gold and poles
Sick of homies, sick of

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

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

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

the silly "throw you out" joke
Fuck the framed cigar smoked
Fuck their lack of originality and
this travesty
Fuck this new
conformity
Fuck Kristal
Fuck their
Fuck the way they fuck
Fuck their gear
the ones they wear
You're people...

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

up people
Shallow
people
Plastic
Meta
Theta

Oh, fuck the ones wear
I'm

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