Luyện nghe bài hát Madness

In the year thousand and thirty everybody wants to be an MC
In the year three thousand and thirty everybody to be a DJ
In the year thousand and thirty everybody want to be a producer
In the year three thousand and
Everybody want to ya the meaning of the music
I appeal to you people with your faculties
Cause everybody else is gonna at me
People try to get over and a crack at me
The universe is one and I can see rap can be glorious
Put in the my podiums for holy hymns
But you see controlling them
Fuck off 'cause of the egotistical mode I'm in
No I can't slap you no
When you and your cutty is talkin' shit me outside
People take pride in what they no hand in
Sorta a phantom holographic handsome
But deep he wants to do what his man done
Just because his peers jeer and and
When six foot deep no one hears you now
They say not compatible like deers and cows and owls
So many rules and say you're not allowed
I'm in the grip of the city, madness [Repeat x4]
If I had to the way I survive its like vice squeezin'
The reason I'm black and breathin
Heathens breed heathens so
Everybody's suspect I check your ID
Cause you lookin sheisty you might be
Someone that against
or positive
When I the law against nature be faithful
Why should I you we ain't that different
We may act different in some
But we still grouped together like a survey
Sufferin' and 'em all's the motto
I'm trapped in a
My gettin' hollow
That's what happens when you follow
Where every leak or info is to swallow
Sell Marlboros and car insurance
Put on the moon and can't pay your burdens
I smoke herb and a turban
on the world and what's occurrin'
A lot of white boys like the and copy
Dig in something deeper and peep that were not free
not about the separation its about the population
I'm in the grip of the city, madness [Repeat x4]
Simple minded people always point the
To it to a close as if life is their role, their path
When all paths are
It all depends on the persons
When I'm mad as you get shot
And to some bad luck
I believe you held something for too long
It grew
And got its own will
And people think they music still
But is there with out you or me we just manipulate
For or worse so let it situate
I get to make records and
Paid out the ass
And seen as another face on the totem pole
Conquer, my sponsors are
And everybody that I owe them one
I'm glad I music and life
Cause it's easy to see the pain and strife and end it all
I'm caught in the grip of the city, [Repeat x4]