Luyện nghe bài hát Outshine Me

I got a copper still hand built up in the
it up with corn mash, heat it up, and chill
White liquor hits you knock you off your feet
Lay down your jars, you can't outshine me

put it out here let me tell ya something,
What d'y'all think my still be
90 spit the truth
Stop telling you can do what I do.
So if you can, you better get me
Go sit down and write a hit me.

From where I stand you shoot to me
sell a few mill outta your own still
I won't sugar it burn your throat it
Kids scared
I'm and loaded
Real is all me they all can me
Dirt road disciple (da-steeple) man of the
Mix it, churn it, light it, it
Daylight to dark me and my folks it
Plow it, it, hunt it, shoot it, skin it, fry it,
how we do it.
Sip it, it, jar it, jug it
Do it a better than anyone does it.

Y'all are a thoroughbred
Y'all done got lapped I'm ahead
Too late to slow I'm a runaway train
Ford remember my name
Haters, Tweeters, bloggers,
Watch mouth cause I run these pastures

I got a copper hand built up in the hills
Fill it up with corn mash, heat it up, and
White liquor hits you quicker knock you off feet
Lay down your jars, you can't outshine me

I got a copper still hand up in the hills
Fill it up with mash, heat it up, and chill
White liquor hits you quicker knock you off your
Lay down your mason jars, you can't me

I can't this,
I make this real clear
What d'ya'll think I been doin'
gears and changing lanes
Jackin' up trucks down Lames
Light flame for America
that line I'll bury ya
Gotta that'll take care of ya
And a mudhole that' I'll ya

Gotta bunch of folks all down to ride
And a bunch of rednecks scared to fight.
give it to ya my way dirt road, hi-way,
Four wheel, Jack it uptalk sh*t it up.

a trip and I'm out of your league
Sippin' and I'm hard to see
I'm something that never be
It's a pipe dream, you can't me
'Cause Im turbo charged
Everything me is large

Yall are chasin a
Ya'll done got im miles ahead
Too late to slow I'm a runaway train
Colt Ford remember my
Haters, Tweeters, bloggers,
your mouth cause I run these pastures

I got a copper still hand up in the hills
Fill it up corn mash, heat it up, and chill
White liquor hits you knock you off your feet
Lay down your mason jars, you can't me

I got a copper still hand built up in the
Fill it up with corn mash, heat it up, and
White liquor hits you quicker you off your feet
Lay down mason jars, you can't outshine me

I got a copper still built up in the hills
it up with corn mash, heat it up, and chill
White liquor hits you knock you off your feet
Lay down your mason jars, you can't me

I got a copper still hand built up in the
it up with corn mash, heat it up, and chill
White hits you quicker knock you off your feet
Lay your mason jars, you can't outshine me