Luyện nghe bài hát Drive

Come on, ma, can I borrow the
My generation is carpooling doom and disease
Buckle up, skipper, the new Asterix
You're riding shotty with Jesus of

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

I'll be in a jalopy with a gettin' head rest
And howl at the glowing moon, as proof that I'm not dead yet
And can all give me the Hummer, 'cause in the meantime
I'ma pimp this ride like fly one-er, this is the El-Product 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,
the tune I so conveniently 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 booming
Like New York is Fallujah with metal using Christians
Posted up for the gods of oil
In a military Humvee with no proof siding
(Sorry, guys)

Brooklyn, I'm water locked walkin' nervous
When the curfew was imposed closing service
This gonzomatic fear me Hunter S. Thompson
With my lawyer leaning over the side view mirror

You call 'em windows, I call 'em lesseners
For wheezing in my chest I'll need more than fucking air fresheners
There no easy pass, hands on the dash
You'll get rocked in casbah if the movement's too

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

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

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

thugs got the heart of Herbie the Luv Bug
It take a speed racing mind to see that they're just stuck
I'll wrap your promo truck with a stencil
To that you're fucking babies frontin' up in a rental

I knew a kid who navigated it
And fuel a speedball on his way to Atlantic City
Out the before even making his mark
And now he'll never pick his shit up out of long term

My triple A card has one too many
And autobot on the fringe of liquid addiction fish-tails
About to careen on toonces shit off the cliff
But love of the sport of is keeping me out of coffins

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

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