Luyện nghe bài hát Crime And Punishment

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

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

All I see is outfits and attitudes, congenial
The hidden agenda is a psychic
Hungry so sad in the hearts of darkness
some forms of natural impatience

Deaf Macbeth, scar city, the
the B-Boy, the doper and the thrasher
Looking to be judged but when by the book
Son you're running to the hook, get the out

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

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

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

The deceiving because the people believe him
Now the troops'll be bleedin' and mama's will be grieving
So keep on your taxes, when you don't know the facts
Let the contracts get backed, while conscience relaxes

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