Luyện nghe bài hát Home Tonight

Sunrise, sunset, hour car ride
We're down south and it's gonna be a hard
We got the playing in the tape deck
Going to Chicago where the potholes necks
Making good
on them toll booths
Eating at them diners where the gotta gold tooth
I met a kid that said that I should date his
That shit would happen
Republicans are bad
But that's
In America's porch
We get a little
Then it's back to the
It's north
And it's back home
Back
Back still killing me sleeping in the back seat
I gotta stomach full of fast chicken
In a room sipping on a Pabst Blue Ribbon
And I didn't to listen to your rap crew spittin
But I'm the cheap beer and tattooed women

This city's gonna be my tonight
This town's gonna be my home
This world's gonna be my tonight
Ain't no like home

I'm looking for
Where it's in the future
The Wonder Years are over
And I got with Winnie Cooper
I to be the skinny loser that could write a thesis
And I'm still a skinny loser but rip your mic to pieces
But that's a right I a refusing to waive
I punch lines so hard that I'm bruising the
I do it as a of the loop and break and
life like "What would Larry David do with his day?"
It's like y'all
As a rag doll
I'm done with shallow that think that they're Carrie Bradshaw
I mapped dip and valleys on the mattress
And I'm still with the pages of an atlas
So it
I got the bag packed
the television on
But I'm never back, kid
We all gotta pay the this month
And tonight been enlisted just to make a fist pump

and Arizona
South Dakota and New City
Been a lot of places and I've seen a lot of
But I'm going home, cause it looks so...