Luyện nghe bài hát Identity Theft

Because I'm tired of maturity, insecurity
Runnin' from the thought police, fightin' with the
Hold up, let me a breath
we're dealin' with identity theft

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

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

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

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

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

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

profiteers, pornotastic pioneers
Bonbonbastic puppeteers, get from me
How can you what we read, that ain't my reality
You humanity, humility and fealty

Oh, you guess you got an
Hiding hedge 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 a planet

Ooh, you die a death
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 female
for some kind of closure, all I'm findin' is Ray Bolger
Hold up, hell yeah, confess
we're dealin' with identity 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, you're a heart
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, don't play with nuns

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

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

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

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