Luyện nghe bài hát Punk

I'm a million lightyears away the dark
A thousand miles and
Country boy can
I'm alive, a gunnin'
Backseat of crooks
Pen and paper, this for the books
Pack it, wrap it, it, send it
To the in a Travis Caddy
Everybody in motherfucker jumping footprints on the wall
Gimme the losers, the ones who fit in
And with this shit we're have a ball
Swing around the pit Dosie Doe
Catfish and a Dobro
I'm White—oh no
I'm a chili in an Oldsmobile
Comin' out for the
I gamble
I don't with these whose whose in this mass appeal
I just wanna be a steering wheel of a semi-truck
Then get and run amuck
every single one of my misfits
Bitch, that's how showin' up
With them lowriders on the side
Lift kits from the
Jump in the passenger seat of my '69 and hit the bootleg
I'm on my new shit, still ready and
A public
But I feel right at

Yeah, they're sleepin' on me, let me wake 'em up
Got the world in my palm, me shake it up
Everything I'm real, I ain't make it up
I know you probably think I care, but I don't a fuck
But I ain't giving up, I'd live it up
Everybody sound the same, you need to it up
They still swervin' in my lane, they to give it up
But I don't give a fuck, I give a fuck
I don't give a fuck, really I don't a fuck

Still bumping 6 all day, Hank Williams all day
So when the lights in the ballroom swing
And shake and then fall and with that bottom bass
Make you tear the club up and go tattoo your face
Country boys, gutter raised, a blend, that's all it takes
Got a in the pocket, a rock in the sock
a cop I'm a nervous wreck
I never could a job 'cause I rob and I take
And I you with nothing left
But mama
Mama to harvest early and the pot died
If she ever said I was a good boy, trust me, mama
Leave these with a cane to walk
Take lames with a grain of salt
All I wanna do is take aim, assault, tell my
Paint the wall Alabama to Atlanta
From I began to build a plan, a panoramic view
To who my friends, the men around me was
The is that slum, and I'm not alone
I put a flag in Nashville, and I'm feelin' right at

Yeah, since they're on me, let me wake 'em up
Got the in my palm, watch me shake it up
I'm talkin' real, I ain't make it up
I know you probably think I care, but I don't give a
But I ain't givin' up, I'd live it up
Everybody the same, you need to switch it up
They still in my lane, they need to give it up
But I don't give a fuck, I don't give a
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck

And the world is yours
I know, because Nas told me so
Damn right, so me that bag of money real quick
Let's go, got it cranked, it's parked out front
I'm a man and I'm on the run
And I'm back to Cali to the allies where they packin' rallies
With the skateboarders, and rowdies
And show 'em this country
I, am, Yelawolf, and I'm feeling right at