Luyện nghe bài hát Crime And Punishment

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

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

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

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

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

I got the feel good hit of the
I got two up and I stuck '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 meddlin' in Saudi
But I think it's fucked up, what the has laid on me
I've been watchin' the news, you're 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 and their mama's will be grieving
So on payin' your taxes, when you don't know the facts
Let the contracts get backed, your conscience relaxes

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