Luyện nghe bài hát Can It Be (freestyle)

Now Yelawolf is gettin funky,
Ask mommy i'm a come and laugh for me.
Hit the wit more soul than a sad junkie.
This ol cracker shit on like bad plumming.
It's overgrown but they couldnt my path from me.
I'm in the truck you shoulda seen the trash coming.
Fuck a bitch im trash honey, walkin wit my pointed at her throat like a mad mummy.
Laugh suckas the track, mash money.
Bank wads and paint jobs could get the cash me.
everybody like a wall to a crash dummy,
Jesus i it's a car to the last coming.
A cheetah never seen this fast running, like i do rap honey, cant you hear the to the brass humming.
I want it all I want the last something,if there's 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 the vanilla bean, that's hungry.
Hungry enough to eat a burrito full of mayo and clumsy when im drunk off a glass of brass monkey.
up is like givin my dad money, im better off givin up, cause ill never see back the cash from him.
Family value is a drag sonny, when youre from alabama, even grandmas lookin for fast money.

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

And im back like a fuckin fetus between the of a cheetah, killed by the coathanger my throat rangled i breath in this mic,
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 gold chains and fedoras and all that come for the reason.
To be a part of the leaders the preachers and seekers.
Thatll turn my project come into a fuckin platinum leaker, or gold at least on i mean i'm not a golden retriever.
But i the gold even 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 with a like Steven Siegel.
Deceivin the sheeps illegal i need the sheep to be smarter, im a but im not a creep you should know when you see the eagle.
The script and the seven the sip and the shine is lethal, but a drunk bird in flights like a baby drivin a regal.
But the babys fright and my flight is only a piece 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 cause 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 cold for long im too strong 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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