Luyện nghe bài hát Cribcaged

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

The only cribs that make a
the magic really happens
Don't come with a Benz
Or a wide showing nothing
nothing...

I'm sick of control devices
Sick of home designers
Sick of drugs and gold and strip
of homies, sick of poses

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

Successful
up people
Smiling
Famous
Red people
people
Important
But just people

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

Fuck the "throw you out" joke
Fuck the cigar DeNiro smoked
Fuck their lack of and personality
Fuck this
this new norm
Fuck
Fuck their
Fuck sordity
Fuck the way they fuck
Fuck their gear
Fuck the ones wear
You're people...

people
Dressed up
people
Famous
Red people
Wealthy
people
But still people

Messed up
Shallow
people
Plastic
people
Theta

Oh, fuck the ones wear
I'm

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