Luyện nghe bài hát Madness

In the year three thousand and thirty everybody to be an MC
In the year three and thirty everybody want to be a DJ
In the year three and thirty everybody want to be a producer
In the three thousand and thirty
Everybody to tell ya the meaning of the music
I must appeal to you people your faculties
Cause else is gonna laugh at me
People try to get over and take a at me
The universe is one and I can see what rap can be
Put in the Smithsonian my podiums for holy
But you see who's them
Fuck myself off 'cause of the egotistical I'm in
No I slap you no five
you and your cutty is talkin' shit about me outside
People take pride in what have no hand in
Sorta like a holographic handsome
But inside he wants to do what his man done
because his peers jeer and and clown
When your six foot no one hears you now
They say not compatible like deers and cows and owls
So rules and regulations say you're not allowed
I'm caught in the grip of the city, [Repeat x4]
If I had to the way I survive its like vice squeezin'
The reason I'm black and still
Heathens breed heathens so
Everybody's suspect I must check ID
Cause you lookin you might be intelligence
that Del's against
Opposite or
When I drop the law against nature be
Why I hate you we ain't that different
We may act different in some
But we still grouped like a fuckin' survey
Sufferin' and 'em all's the motto
I'm in a bottle
My music's gettin'
That's happens when humanity you follow
Where every leak or info is hard to
your Marlboros and car insurance
Put niggas on the moon and can't pay burdens
I herb and rock a turban
Meditate on the world and occurrin'
A lot of white boys like the and copy
Dig in something deeper and peep that were not free
It's not the separation its about the population
I'm caught in the grip of the city, madness x4]
minded people always point the finger
To bring it to a as if life is their role, their path
all paths are intersections
It all depends on the perception
When I'm mad as you get shot
And to it's bad luck
I believe you held something for too long
It grew
And got its own will
And people they make music still
But is there with out you or me we just manipulate
For better or worse so let it
I get to make records and
out the ass hole
And still seen as another on the totem pole
Conquer, my sponsors are
And everybody thinks that I owe one
I'm glad I music and life
Cause it's to see the pain and strife and end it all tonight
I'm caught in the grip of the city, [Repeat x4]