Luyện nghe bài hát No Static

"No static, got an automatic"

Too much of anything you an addict
Take a back down Tobacco Road
I give my old soul what asking for
I'm trying to find where angels sing at
X and King at
So for the knowledge I bring back
Cuz pack and a deuce bottle
Blue collar, aint too much we can do,
me, I live life so anxiously
Tell me this is bout than sex and buying weed
Maybe, but we, burn daily
Sip Bailey's, early sex, unwanted
Scream push till I daisies, Pops raised me
Through this blind crippled and crazy
I'm just riding along, see it takes me
Keep buying and rims until it breaks me
I fold like bread on a loose sandwich, too
Still I gotta slow down and a balance

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

[Skinny
We spend a lot of long trying to make it hot like an open flame
Smoking Jane posted on this porch I got this close to
Without the Leroy, but we forever Wooden Leather
Slum is in my Village like them up in Detroit (what up though)
And I'm going for the gusto, day is cutthroat
But I don't a fuck yo
Gutter bread, slice it different ways I got some to say
Split the Swisher, pack the hay, roll it up and hit the
to this country living, givin' it my all dog
Raw till a y'all from here to California
Went back again, traffickin' Raj' "What's Happenin?"
I'm traveling, looking for that Kill like I'm ill
In my own right without my soul tight
Roll through a cold night, on a country road
Six pack of Michelobs, a Ol' with some Dro
Too much of can make a playa lose control

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

See I love my reefer, my Guinness
And I don't fit into society, I'm a
Slap my balls on your rack like
And turn the up and don't stop till I'm finished
I'm pissy drunk, one might get me crunk
Not to mention shorty rollin' up 50
We got Nappy in bitch
Sticks to the
I'm a cowboy, dog
It's to the

We 90 in the slow lane, with just enough to traffic
Cross the line 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
Always keep a Caddy Hog and dog it's all
Too much of anything can make you think it's all
Got a automatic Deville and we all should

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