Luyện nghe bài hát Identity Theft

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

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

So little time, so much to be by
If no one trod along Harvard lawn, no one'd a nuclear bomb
They teach you how to care, empathisin' if you dare
Euthanize your sense of 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, beat it, take it to man
Idiots go to college to get down

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

Because I'm of the insanity, watchin' horny manatee
like a libertine, dealin' with the death machine
Hold 'em up, a street arrest
And dealin' with identity theft

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

profiteers, pornotastic pioneers
Bonbonbastic puppeteers, get from me
How can you write what we read, that my reality
You disabuse humanity, and fealty

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

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

Ooh, you die a quick
Ooh, identity
I may be wrong, I know why
I may be wrong but try

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

(You an occupation)
I see why I got to
(You a boss to please)
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, you're

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

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

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

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

I'm tired of bein' sweet and nice
Fuck you once and you twice
Show your passport, get that stamp funny like a Nazi
'em up, hell yeah, I'll confess
'Cause we're with identity theft