Luyện nghe bài hát No Static

"No static, got an automatic"

Too of anything makes you an addict
a nigga back down Tobacco Road
I give my old soul it's asking for
I'm trying to find where them angels at
Where X and at
So listen for the knowledge I back
Cuz cigarette pack and a bottle
Blue collar, aint too much we can do,
Taketh me, I live life so
Tell me this is bout more than sex and buying
Maybe, but we, burn daily
Sip Bailey's, early sex, unwanted
Scream push I push daisies, Pops raised me
this blind crippled and crazy world
I'm just riding along, see where it me
Keep buying and rims until it breaks me
I fold like bread on a sandwich, too damaged
Still I slow down and find a balance

No static, got an
Too much of anything you an addict

Deville]
We a lot of long nights trying to make it hot like an open flame
Smoking Jane posted on this porch I got close to fame
the Leroy, but we live forever Wooden Leather
Slum is in my Village like niggas up in Detroit (what up though)
And I'm going for the gusto, day is cutthroat
But I give a fuck yo
Gutter bread, slice it different ways I got shit to say
Split the Swisher, pack the hay, it up and hit the bitch
Addicted to country living, givin' it my all dog
Raw till a fall y'all from here to
Went back again, like Raj' "What's Happenin?"
I'm traveling, looking for that like I'm Bill ill
In my own right left without my tight
Roll through a cold night, on a country road
Six pack of Michelobs, a Ol' some funky Dro
Too much of anything can make a playa control

No static, got an
Too much of anything you an addict

See I my reefer, love my Guinness
And I fit into society, I'm a menace
Slap my on your rack like tennis
And turn the Henny up and don't stop till I'm
I'm pissy drunk, one shot get me crunk
Not to shorty rollin' up 50 blunts
We got Nappy in this
to the bricks
I'm a cowboy, dog
It's to the

We rollin 90 in the slow lane, with enough to traffic
the line bout forty times a week on the average
Forward and backwards, is like a sack lunch
Ridin' dirty, as fuck, puffin on a fat blunt
What yo ass want, serve it all day
keep a Caddy Hog and dog it's all wood
Too much of can make you think it's all good
Got a automatic Deville and we all should

No static, got an
Too of anything makes you an addict