Luyện nghe bài hát Crime And Punishment

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

Kids bids with nines in their goose downs
'Cause college is pricey and some ain't got none
You try to discern truth and suggestion
But bid for your ID via fear of rejection

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

Deaf Macbeth, city, the slasher
the B-Boy, the doper and the thrasher
Looking to be judged but when judged by the
Son running to the hook, get the heck out

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

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

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

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

Yeah, I pity the that partake 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 that partake in the