Luyện nghe bài hát Cribcaged

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

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

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

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 people
people
Important
But just people

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

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

Successful
up people
Smiling
Famous
Red carpet
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 what we do, from our wounds