Luyện nghe bài hát Free Or Dead

So here I am, trying to be the man,
Using my gun to see at night with my flashlight
In the I hope the AC works
So while I wait I'm a pass out and taste this curve
And she attacked flirts, smacked my nerves
Wearin' black skirt
Got my so hard it made my back hurt
I cracked a smirk 'cause I was dumb and
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 words for they mean, know what I mean?
and I do believe in God I keep comin across all these 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, I've got my telephone
got to make a decision of whether I live or die
I'd rather just run 'cause way it's one hell of a choice

my car is like my own universe
she's my drug and it only 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 the ignition of my solar system
check the gauges, push in the tape, put my on the brake
shift existence, light my
and take it state to state I crash into my fate

now I'm giving back everything they gave me, not a damn
it'll me more than a good DJ to save me, and I'm not dancing
I seem to make up my bed, much less my mind
so I'm a another puff to my head, and press rewind
I wish this car had cruise control, so I could rest my
I've got this itch to my soul, and test my fate
doing in a sixty five, got stopped by a copper
caught, spotted, and radared by a
Wisconsin style!, over the limit by forty
Watch me smile, 'cause I ain't been around here for a while
grabbed my paper, gave her thanks?, have a day
yo, word of advice, trade the doughnuts in and gets some rice
to my travels, running from my shadows
passin and bikers honkin the horn 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
wanna, but I need ta'
'cause I'm craving something to chase the taste of this

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

90 towards Chicago, on my way to Cincinnati
I won't ever let em catch me, and I won't ever 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 to school just for lunch
I'm the rebel in the public pool, just for fun
my peace
I need release, and I don't think I'm a find it in between your
yo, I'm just jokin, only going to the to get some eggs
so when she starts makin the I toss my bags in the back seat
and I can remember it all it must have happened last week
sometimes I stop to think, for all the money spent
how I'd rather in a tent than bust my ass and pay the rent
but I'm eager to pay my dues, and I'd be glad to pay the
and I've agreed to sing the blues ever the day I broke loose
just like a blindfolded child walking the toy store
voice, not even that the world is my oyster

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