Luyện nghe bài hát Madness

In the year three thousand and thirty everybody to be an MC
In the three thousand and thirty everybody want to be a DJ
In the year three and thirty everybody want to be a producer
In the year thousand and thirty
Everybody want to tell ya the of the music
I appeal to you people with your faculties
Cause everybody 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 controlling
Fuck off 'cause of the egotistical mode I'm in
No I can't you no five
When you and your cutty is talkin' shit about me
People take pride in they have no hand in
Sorta like a phantom holographic
But deep he wants to do what his man done
Just because his peers and and clown
When your six foot deep no one you now
They say were not compatible like deers and and owls
So many 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 and still breathin
will breed heathens so
Everybody's suspect I must your ID
Cause you lookin you might be intelligence
Someone that Del's
Opposite or
When I drop the law against be faithful
Why should I hate you we ain't different
We may act in some ways
But we still together like a fuckin' survey
and fuck 'em all's the motto
I'm in a bottle
My music's hollow
That's what happens humanity you follow
Where leak or info is hard to swallow
your Marlboros and car insurance
Put niggas on the moon and can't pay your
I herb and rock a turban
on the world and what's occurrin'
A lot of white boys the style and copy
Dig in something deeper and you'll peep that were not
not about the separation its about the population
I'm caught in the grip of the city, [Repeat x4]
Simple minded people always the finger
To bring it to a close as if life is their role, their
When all are intersections
It all depends on the perception
I'm mad as fuck you get shot
And to some it's bad
I believe you held something back for too
It strong
And got its own will
And people think they make music
But music is there out you or me we just manipulate
For or worse so let it situate
I get to make records and
Paid out the ass
And still seen as another face on the totem
Conquer, my sponsors are
And everybody that I owe them one
I'm glad I love music and
Cause it's easy to see the pain and and end it all tonight
I'm caught in the of the city, madness [Repeat x4]