Luyện nghe bài hát Can It Be (freestyle)

Now Yelawolf is only 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.
overgrown but they couldnt hide my path from me.
I'm in the truck you shoulda seen the white coming.
Fuck a bitch im trash honey, walkin wit my hands pointed at her throat a mad mummy.
Laugh suckas the track, mash money.
wads and paint jobs could get the cash from me.
Treat everybody like a wall to a 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 to the brass humming.
I want it all I want the 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 the vanilla bean, that's hungry.
Hungry enough to eat a full of mayo and glass clumsy when im drunk off a glass of brass monkey.
Givin up is like givin my dad money, im off givin up, cause ill never see back the cash from him.
Family value is a drag sonny, when youre alabama, even grandmas lookin for that fast money.

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

And im like a fuckin fetus between the knees 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 into a fuckin platinum leaker, or gold at least come 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 a mission like Steven Siegel.
the sheeps illegal i need the sheep to be smarter, im a martyr but im not a creep you should know when you see the eagle.
The script and the seagrams the sip and the shine is lethal, but a drunk bird in flights like a baby drivin a regal.
But maybe the babys fright and my flight is only a piece of the 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 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 high to me, is a jim beam high hi beam how ya be?
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