Luyện nghe bài hát Madness

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

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

I must to you people with your faculties
'Coz everybody else is gonna at me
People try to get over and take a at me
The universe is one and I can see rap can be glorious

Put in the Smithsonian, my for holy hymns
But you see who's them
Fuck myself off of the egotistical mode I'm in
No, I slap you no five

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

Just because his peers jeer and and
When your six foot no one hears you now
They say we're not compatible like 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 in the grip of the city madness
I'm caught in the of the city madness

If I had to the way I survive, it's like vice squeezin'
The reason I'm black and breathin'
Heathens will heathens so
Everybody's suspect I check your ID

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

Why should I hate you, we ain't that
We may act different in some
But we grouped together like a fuckin' survey
Sufferin' and 'em all's the motto

I'm trapped in a bottle, my music's hollow
That's what happens when humanity you
Where leak or info is hard to swallow

Sell your Marlboro's and car
Put on the moon and can't pay your burdens
I smoke herb and rock a
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 caught in the grip of the city
I'm caught in the grip of the city
I'm caught in the grip of the madness

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

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

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

I get to records and dough
out the asshole
And still seen as another face on the totem
Conquer, my are monsters

And everybody thinks I owe them one
I'm I love music and life
'Coz it's easy to see the pain and and end it all tonight

I'm caught in the grip of the city
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