Luyện nghe bài hát Cribcaged

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

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

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

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

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

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

the silly "throw you out" joke
Fuck the framed cigar smoked
Fuck their lack of and personality
this travesty
Fuck this new
conformity
Fuck their
Fuck sordity
Fuck the way they fuck
Fuck their freebie
Fuck the they wear
just people...

Successful
up people
Smiling
Famous
Red carpet
Wealthy
people
But still just

up people
Shallow
people
Plastic
people
Theta

Oh, fuck the ones they
I'm

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