Luyện nghe bài hát Drive

Come on, ma, can I the keys?
My generation is carpooling with and disease
Buckle up, skipper, the new American
riding shotty with Jesus of Nascareth

At the end of the day, we all sittin' on 24s, 365
No horse shit with nothing but a learner's
on the Autobahn poppin' our airbags off the worthless
I'm not depressed, man, I'm just a fucking New
Who knows sittin' in traffic with these bastards is torture

be in a jalopy with a mami gettin' head rest
And at the glowing moon, roof as proof that I'm not dead yet
And y'all can all give me the Hummer, 'cause in the
I'ma pimp this ride like fly formula one-er, this is the summer
With a gleam of gun metal sheen grey and no vin number

Drive, drive,
in the hooptie screaming, "Freedom is mine"
Drive, drive, drive,
Bumpin' the tune I so provide

Drive, drive, drive, drive,
Don't have to be flashy, I'll use any old
Drive, drive, drive,
Hop in the whip and peel away, stay

Cars slide by with the system
Like New is Fallujah with metal gear using Christians
Posted up for the gods of oil
In a military Humvee no bullet proof siding
(Sorry, guys)

Brooklyn, baby I'm water walkin' nervous
When the was imposed closing transportational service
This gonzomatic turns me Hunter S. Thompson
With my lawyer leaning over the side mirror vomiting

You call 'em windows, I 'em asbestos lesseners
For wheezing in my chest I'll need more than fucking air fresheners
ain't no easy pass, hands on the dash
You'll get rocked in if the movement's too fast

Here come the cannon balls, run, get in your
The days of thunder's creepin' up sooner than you
Paranoid brethren disable their on knowing they'll trace us
us over and shout, "Get out le car"

Drive, drive,
Hopped in the screaming, "Freedom is mine"
Drive, drive, drive,
Bumpin' the I so conveniently provide

Drive, drive, drive, drive,
Don't to be flashy, I'll use any old ride
Drive, drive, drive,
Hop in the whip and away, stay alive

These thugs got the of Herbie the Luv Bug
It don't take a speed racing mind to see that just stuck
I'll wrap your promo with a Nambla stencil
To prove that you're fucking babies frontin' up in a

I knew a kid who it slippery
And fuel injected a speedball on his way to Atlantic
Out the race before even making his
And now never pick his shit up out of long term parking

My A card has one too many initials
And on the fringe of liquid addiction spinning fish-tails
About to careen on some toonces off the cliff
But of the sport of racing is keeping me out of coffins

Camu was like fuck it, just keep the beats dusty
I the CD radio like, 10/4 good buddy
I'll keep running the even when muddy 'cause my insurance
Don't cover leaving the pit crew love me, so I drive

Drive, drive,
in the hooptie screaming, "Freedom is mine"
Drive, drive, drive,
Bumpin' the tune I so conveniently

Drive, drive, drive, drive,
Don't have to be flashy, I'll use any old
Drive, drive, drive,
Hop in the and peel away, stay alive