Luyện nghe bài hát Crime And Punishment

I pity the punks partake in the madness
Yangin' the young for products and profits
The pushers keep on D and on Jump Street
Pushin' the passive pill, so ya need

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

All I see is outfits and attitudes, criminality
The hidden agenda is a necessity
Hungry minds so sad in the of darkness
Manifesting some of natural impatience

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

with the funk hits
Uncle Huey is back the funk hits
And the F.L.C. is coming to grips with a fist full of funk
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 think fucked up, what the federal has laid on me
been watchin' the news, you're forcing people
To choose between the lesser of two evils, my red, white, and

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

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