Luyện nghe bài hát Identity Theft

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

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

So little time, so to be bored by
If no one trod along Harvard lawn, no one'd make a nuclear
They 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 an elementary or a penitentiary?
Huh, geez, get off my back, beat it, take it to man
Idiots go to college to get down

Ooh, it leaves you
Ooh, identity
I may be wrong, I don't why
I may be wrong, but try

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

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

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

Oh, you guess you got an
Hiding hedge from the Feds
down the little 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 still a

Ooh, you die a quick
Ooh, theft
I may be wrong, I don't 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 is Ray Bolger
Hold up, yeah, I'll confess
'Cause we're dealin' identity theft

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

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

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

Ooh, it you bereft
Ooh, identity
I may be wrong, I don't why
I may be but I'll try

I'm tired of hypocrisy, is it them or is it me?
If Christ is left in ruin, Satan, buddy, how you doin'?
'em up, it's a street arrest
And dealin' with identity theft

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