Luyện nghe bài hát Identity Theft

Because I'm tired of maturity, airport
Runnin' from the thought police, with the go-betweens
Hold up, let me a breath
'Cause we're dealin' with identity

(You an education)
I see why I got to
(You need a degree)
As to

So time, so much to be bored by
If no one trod along Harvard lawn, no one'd make a bomb
don't teach you how to care, empathisin' if you dare
Euthanize your of fair play, better to obey

No is free, oh why, it's queasy to see
Is that an or a penitentiary?
Huh, geez, get off my back, it, take it to town man
go to college to get dumbed down

Ooh, it leaves you
Ooh, identity
I may be wrong, I know why
I may be wrong, but try

Because I'm of the insanity, watchin' horny manatee
Feelin' a libertine, dealin' with the death machine
Hold 'em up, it's a street
And we're dealin' identity theft

(You a publication)
I see why I got to
(You a press release)
As to

profiteers, pornotastic pioneers
Bonbonbastic puppeteers, get away me
How can you write what we read, that ain't my
You disabuse humanity, humility and

Oh, you you got an edge
Hiding your from the Feds
Puttin' the little veg
(Ignorance is a right, not a privilege)

I'm finished, and had it
And while you are at it
As far as I'm
Pluto's still a

Ooh, you die a death
Ooh, theft
I may be wrong, I know why
I may be wrong but try

Because I'm of all the sabotage, where's my female entourage?
Lookin' for kind of closure, all I'm findin' is Ray Bolger
up, hell yeah, I'll confess
'Cause we're dealin' with identity

(You an occupation)
I see why I got to
(You need a to please)
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, late

Yakety yak, don't look whack, Nellie, you're a attack
Murder, murder, on the wall, the butchest one of all?
(Where'd you get that vegan dress, a market?)
Oops, I forgot, you design for
Shun violence and religion, don't ever with nuns

But I a man on Broadway just to watch him cry
guy I went to try said I fight him but I can't think why
Bent unhinged and singed, I cringe to watch the event
But in the end no success like revenge

Ooh, it you bereft
Ooh, theft
I may be wrong, I know why
I may be wrong but try

Because I'm tired of hypocrisy, is it or is it me?
If Jesus Christ is in ruin, Satan, buddy, how you doin'?
Hold 'em up, a street arrest
And we're dealin' identity theft

Because I'm tired of sweet and nice
Fuck you once and fuck you
Show your passport, get that stamp funny like a camp
Hold 'em up, hell yeah, I'll
'Cause we're dealin' with theft