Luyện nghe bài hát Cribcaged

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

The cribs that make a difference
Where the magic really
Don't come a Mercedes Benz
Or a screen showing nothing
nothing...

I'm sick of home devices
Sick of home designers
Sick of and gold and strip poles
Sick of homies, sick of

Despite the nodding that serves you
Despite your name on clothes and
Despite the way the press you
just people...

Successful
up people
Smiling
people
Red carpet
Wealthy
people
But still people

So fuck the million dollar
Fuck the Al posters
Fuck the drugs, the gold, the strip
Fuck the homies, fuck the
Fuck the walls build around them
the bedroom magic nonsense
I don't want to hear voices
As as they vote with their wallets

the silly "throw you out" joke
Fuck the cigar DeNiro smoked
Fuck their of originality and personality
Fuck travesty
Fuck new norm
Fuck
Fuck Kristal
Fuck sordity
Fuck the way they equality
their freebie gear
Fuck the ones they
You're people...

Successful
up people
Smiling
people
Red carpet
Wealthy
Important
But just people

up people
Shallow
people
Plastic
Meta
people

Oh, fuck the ones they
I'm

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