Luyện nghe bài hát Cribcaged

The only cribs that we should for
Are the ones that we are for
The ones to our children
That do that we do, from our wounds

The only cribs that make a
Where the really happens
Don't come with a Mercedes
Or a screen showing nothing
nothing...

I'm sick of home devices
Sick of sickening home
Sick of drugs and gold and poles
Sick of homies, of poses

Despite the nodding staff serves you
Despite your name on and perfume
the way the press observes you
You're people...

people
Dressed up
people
Famous
Red carpet
people
Important
But still just

So the million dollar kitchen
Fuck the Al posters
the drugs, the gold, the strip poles
Fuck the homies, fuck the
Fuck the they build around them
Fuck the bedroom nonsense
I want to hear their voices
As long as they vote with wallets

Fuck the "throw you out" joke
Fuck the framed DeNiro smoked
Fuck lack of originality and personality
Fuck travesty
Fuck this new
Fuck
Fuck their
their sordity
Fuck the way they equality
Fuck their gear
Fuck the ones they
You're people...

Successful
up people
Smiling
Famous
Red people
Wealthy
Important
But still people

Messed up
people
Stupid
people
Meta
people

Oh, the ones they wear
I'm

The only cribs we should care for
Are the that we are here for
The ones to our children
That do we do, scar from our wounds