Luyện nghe bài hát Madness

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

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

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

Put in the Smithsonian, my podiums for hymns
But you see who's controlling
Fuck myself off of the egotistical mode I'm in
No, I can't you no five

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

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

I'm in the grip 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 grip of the city

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

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

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

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

your Marlboro's and car insurance
Put niggas on the and can't pay your burdens
I herb and rock a turban
on the world and what's occurrin'

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

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 city
I'm in the grip of the city madness

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

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

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

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

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

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