Luyện nghe bài hát Madness

In the three thousand and thirty
Everybody to be an MC
In the three thousand and thirty
want to be a DJ

In the year three thousand and
Everybody want to be a
In the three thousand and thirty
Everybody want to ya the meaning of the music

I appeal to you people with your faculties
everybody else is gonna laugh at me
People try to get and take a crack at me
The universe is one and I can see what rap can be

Put in the Smithsonian, my for holy hymns
But you see controlling them
Fuck myself off 'coz of the egotistical I'm in
No, I can't slap you no

When you and your is talkin' shit about me outside
People take pride in what have no hand in
like a phantom holographic handsome
But deep he wants to do what his man done

because his peers jeer and and clown
When your six foot deep no one you now
say we're not compatible like deers and cows and owls
So many rules and regulations say you're not

I'm caught in the of the city madness
I'm caught in the of the city madness
I'm caught in the of the city madness
I'm caught in the grip of the city

If I had to describe the way I survive, it's like vice
The reason I'm black and still
Heathens breed heathens so
Everybody's I must check your ID

'Coz you lookin' sheisty, you be intelligence
Someone that Del's against, opposite or
When I drop the law nature be faithful

Why I hate you, we ain't that different?
We may act different in ways
But we still grouped together like a survey
Sufferin' and fuck 'em the motto

I'm trapped in a bottle, my music's gettin'
That's what when humanity you follow
Where every leak or info is hard to

Sell your Marlboro's and car
Put niggas on the moon and can't pay your
I herb and rock a turban
Meditate on the world and what's

A lot of white like the style and copy
Dig in something deeper and you'll peep that we're not
It's not about the separation, it's about the

I'm caught in the grip of the madness
I'm in the grip of the city madness
I'm in the grip of the city madness
I'm caught in the grip of the city

Simple minded people always the finger
To bring it to a close as if life is their role, path
When all are intersections
It all on the persons perception

When I'm mad as you get shot
And to it's bad luck
I believe you something back for too long
It grew

And energy got its own
And people think they music still
But music is without you or me, we just manipulate
For better or worse, so let it

I get to make and dough
Paid out the
And still seen as another face on the pole
Conquer, my are monsters

And thinks that I owe them one
I'm glad I love music and
it's easy to see the pain and strife and end it all tonight

I'm caught in the grip of the madness
I'm caught in the grip of the madness
I'm in the grip of the city madness
I'm in the grip of the city madness