Luyện nghe bài hát Identity Theft

Because I'm of maturity, airport insecurity
from the thought police, fightin' with the go-betweens
Hold up, let me steal a
'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 along Harvard lawn, no one'd make a nuclear bomb
They teach you how to care, empathisin' if you dare
Euthanize your sense of fair play, better to

No child is free, oh why, it's 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 you bereft
Ooh, identity
I may be wrong, I know why
I may be wrong, but try

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

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

Journo-fascist profiteers, pornotastic
puppeteers, get away from me
How can you write what we read, that my reality
You humanity, humility and fealty

Oh, you you got an edge
Hiding hedge 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 still a

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

Because I'm sick of all the sabotage, where's my female
Lookin' for some of closure, all I'm findin' 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 butchest one of
(Where'd you get vegan dress, a flea market?)
Oops, I forgot, you design for
Shun violence and religion, don't ever 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 there's no like revenge

Ooh, it you bereft
Ooh, identity
I may be wrong, I know 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'?
Hold 'em up, it's a arrest
And dealin' with identity theft

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