Luyện nghe bài hát Can It Be (freestyle)

Now Yelawolf is only funky,
Ask mommy i'm a fool come and for me.
Hit the wit more soul than a sad junkie.
ol cracker shit on rappers like bad plumming.
It's overgrown but couldnt hide my path from me.
I'm in the truck you seen the white trash coming.
Fuck a bitch im honey, walkin wit my hands pointed at her throat like a mad mummy.
Laugh suckas around the track, money.
Bank wads and jobs could get the cash from me.
Treat everybody a wall to a crash dummy,
Jesus i mean a car to the last coming.
A cheetah never seen this fast running, like i do rap honey, cant you hear the echo to the humming.
I want it all I the last something,if there's something to be got I wanna get the got and leave the rats nothing.
And if the god got got by the monkey,
I am a gorilla the vanilla bean, hungry.
Hungry enough to eat a burrito full of mayo and glass clumsy when im off a glass of brass monkey.
Givin up is like givin my dad money, im better off givin up, ill never see back the cash from him.
value is a drag sonny, when youre from alabama, even grandmas lookin for that fast money.

(Hello)
Bootleg carry family.
(Say Howdy)
How ya out there?
(Hello)
Can it be that it was all so
(Man im sorry)
anybody really fuckin care?

And im back like a fuckin fetus the knees of a cheetah, killed by the coathanger my throat rangled i breath in this mic,
reachin for credit but im really reachin for cleavage, from the bitch of the rap game i want milk, i wont believe it if you say i dont deserve im worth it, im worth adidas and chains and fedoras and all that come for the reason.
To be a of the leaders the preachers and money seekers.
turn my project come into a fuckin platinum leaker, or gold at least come on i mean i'm not a golden retriever.
But i receive the gold if i win by a needle.
The people winnin i see em i got em im on their heel, with the tank and a militia a mission like Steven Siegel.
Deceivin the sheeps illegal i need the sheep to be smarter, im a martyr but im not a creep you should know you see the eagle.
The script and the seven seagrams the sip and the shine is lethal, but a drunk bird in flights a baby drivin a regal.
But maybe the babys fright and my flight is only a of the story cause im not boring im an entertainer to the people.
In your brain like i thought, im the prince to the Sheila Sheila's my momma, and this purple reign in my roof leaks to the bucket but fuck it all i fix roofs and i fix heaters,
so i never stay cold for long im too im a two seater in a used beamer with a corvette engine on an empty street wit a nitrous tank but the night is blank and i got no high beams to see.
But a beam to me, is a jim beam high hi beam how ya be?
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