Luyện nghe bài hát Punk

I'm a million lightyears away the dark
A thousand miles and
boy can survive
I'm alive, a loaded
full of crooks
Pen and paper, this one's for the
Pack it, it, seal it, send it
To the corner in a Travis
Everybody in this motherfucker jumping footprints on the
the losers, the ones who don't fit in
And with this we're gonna have a ball
Swing around the mosh pit Doe
Catfish and a Dobro
I'm Psycho no
I'm a chili pepper in an
out for the kill
I gamble
I don't deal with whose whose in this mass appeal
I just wanna be behind a steering wheel of a
Then get drunk and run
With single one of my misfits
Bitch, that's how we're up
With them lowriders on the side
Lift kits the south
Jump in the passenger of my '69 and hit the bootleg house
I'm on my new shit, ready and ruthless
A public
But I feel at home

Yeah, since they're on me, let me wake 'em up
Got the in my palm, watch me shake it up
Everything I'm talkin' real, I make it up
I know you probably I care, but I don't give a fuck
But I ain't giving 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 a fuck, I don't give a fuck
I don't give a fuck, I don't give a fuck

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

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

And the whole world is
This I know, because Nas 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 goin' back to Cali to the where they packin' rallies
With the skateboarders, punks and
And show 'em this savvy
I, am, Yelawolf, and I'm feeling at home