Luyện nghe bài hát Crime And Punishment

I pity the punks partake in the madness
Yangin' the young for products and profits
The keep pushin' on D and on Jump Street
Pushin' the pill, so ya don't need

Kids makin' bids with nines in their goose
'Cause college is and some brothers ain't got none
You try to discern between and suggestion
But they bid for your ID via fear of

All I see is outfits and attitudes, congenial
The hidden is a psychic necessity
Hungry minds so sad in the hearts of
Manifesting some forms of natural

Macbeth, scar city, the slasher
Enveloping the B-Boy, the doper and the
Looking to be judged but judged by the book
Son you're to the hook, get the heck out

with the funk hits
Uncle is back with the funk hits
And the F.L.C. is coming to grips with a fist full of hits
it out

I got the feel good hit of the
I got two up and I stuck 'em in his ear
The man stepped to me, he wouldn't let it end
So I his ass out the Roxy Deli window

I pushin' no party, I ain't meddlin' in Saudi
But I think it's up, what the federal has laid on me
I've been watchin' the news, you're people
To between the lesser of two evils, my red, white, and blue

The deceiver's deceiving the people believe him
Now the be bleedin' and their mama's will be grieving
So keep on payin' your taxes, when you know the facts
Let the contracts get backed, while conscience relaxes

Yeah, I pity the punks that in the madness
Yeah, I pity the punks that partake in the
Yeah, I the punks that partake in the madness
Yeah, I pity the punks that in the madness