Luyện nghe bài hát Free Or Dead

So here I am, to be the man, right?
my gun to see at night sleeping with my flashlight
In the I hope the AC works
So while I wait well I'm a pass out and taste this
And she attacked with flirts, smacked my
Wearin' black skirt
Got my nature so it made my back hurt
I cracked a 'cause I was dumb and drunk
she gave wink and a smile and a quarter in my cup
man, people are kinda odd so I my eyebrow raised
I only hear the for what they mean, know what I mean?
and I do believe in God 'cause I keep comin across all fine women
with low esteem, you know what I mean.
I've got attention deficet, I've got the eyes
I've the storms in my head, got my telephone voice
I've got to make a decision of I live or die
I'd rather just run 'cause way it's one hell of a choice

my car is my own personal universe
she's my and it only takes twelve bucks to fill 'er up
but in my there ain't no room for Earth
so I'm leavin it 'cause I can feel the oil pressure up
turning over the ignition of my solar
check the gauges, in the tape, put my foot on the brake
shift existence, light my
and take it state to state until I crash my fate

now I'm giving back everything gave me, not a damn thing
it'll take me more than a good DJ to save me, and I'm not
I can't seem to make up my bed, much my mind
so I'm a take another puff to my head, and press
I wish this car had control, so I could rest my legs
got this itch to prove my soul, and test my fate
doing hunny in a sixty five, got by a copper
caught, spotted, and by a chopper
Wisconsin style!, over the by forty miles
Watch me smile, 'cause I ain't been around here for a while
grabbed my paper, gave her thanks?, have a day
yo, of advice, trade the doughnuts in and gets some rice cakes
back to my travels, running my shadows
passin hitchhikers and bikers honkin the harrasin the cattle
hair back sticking to the seat, drippin from the heat
diggin through a of gruel, I'm looking for something to eat
yo, there's a Hardee's at the next
don't wanna, but I ta'
'cause I'm craving to chase the taste of this tequila

(uhh, yeah, you guys got value meals? can you put barbecue
sauce... I honey bun. change that shit. I want chicken pebbles.
no, onion bun, onion bun. rings. extra pork. word up. can you
supersize that? yo girl, you got kind of a voice. yo girl, what
yu get off work?)

90 east Chicago, on my way to Cincinnati
I won't ever let em catch me, and I won't make em happy
watch your and your daughters when I'm passin through the
hometown, castin into the water, catchin goldfish out your bowl
and I'm as cool as the cat that came to school just for
I'm the rebel pissin in the public pool, for fun
takin my
I need release, and I don't think I'm a find it in your legs
yo, I'm just jokin, only to the corner to get some eggs
so when she starts makin the coffee I my bags in the back seat
and I can remember it all like it must happened last week
sometimes I stop to think, for all the I've spent
how I'd rather live in a than bust my ass and pay the rent
but I'm to pay my dues, and I'd be glad to pay the tollbooth
and I've agreed to sing the blues ever since the day I loose
like a blindfolded child walking through the toy store
voice, not even aware the world is my oyster

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