Luyện nghe bài hát Crime And Punishment

I pity the punks that partake in the
Yangin' the young for their products and
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 brothers ain't got none
You try to discern truth and suggestion
But they bid for ID via fear of rejection

All I see is outfits and attitudes, criminality
The agenda is a psychic necessity
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 but when judged by the book
Son you're running to the hook, get the out

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

I got the feel good hit of the
I got two thumbs up and I 'em in his ear
The man stepped to me, he let it end though
So I threw his ass out the Roxy Deli

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

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

Yeah, I the punks that partake in the madness
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