Luyện nghe bài hát Cribcaged

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

The only cribs that a difference
Where the magic really
come with a Mercedes Benz
Or a wide showing nothing
nothing...

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

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

people
Dressed up
people
Famous
Red carpet
Wealthy
people
But just people

So fuck the dollar kitchen
Fuck the Al Pacino
the drugs, the gold, the strip poles
Fuck the homies, the poses
Fuck the walls they build around
Fuck the magic nonsense
I don't want to hear voices
As long as they vote with their

the silly "throw you out" joke
Fuck the framed cigar DeNiro
Fuck their lack of and personality
Fuck this
this new norm
Fuck
Fuck Kristal
Fuck sordity
Fuck the way they fuck
their freebie gear
Fuck the ones wear
just people...

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

Messed up
Shallow
people
Plastic
Meta
people

Oh, the ones they wear
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 from our