Luyện nghe bài hát Punk

I'm a lightyears away from the dark
A thousand miles and
Country boy can
I'm alive, a gunnin'
Backseat of crooks
Pen and paper, this one's for the
it, wrap it, seal it, send it
To the corner in a Caddy
Everybody in this jumping footprints on the wall
Gimme the losers, the ones who fit in
And with this shit gonna have a ball
Swing the mosh pit Dosie Doe
Catfish Billy and a
I'm White—oh no
I'm a chili pepper in an
out for the kill
I gamble
I don't deal with these whose whose in this appeal
I just wanna be behind a wheel of a semi-truck
Then get drunk and run
With single one of my misfits
Bitch, that's how showin' up
them lowriders on the west side
Lift kits the south
in the passenger seat of my '69 and hit the bootleg house
I'm on my new shit, ready and ruthless
A nuisance
But I right at home

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 giving up, I'd rather live it up
Everybody sound the same, you 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 a fuck
I don't give a fuck, really I give a fuck

Still bumping Three 6 all day, Hank all day
So promenade the lights in the ballroom swing
And shake and then fall and break with bottom bass
Make you wanna tear the club up and go tattoo face
Country boys, gutter raised, a blend, that's all it takes
Got a lock in the pocket, a in the sock
With a cop I'm a wreck
I never keep a job 'cause I rob and I take
And I leave you with left
But tried
Mama tried to harvest early and the pot
If she said I was a good boy, trust me, mama lied
Leave these haters with a cane to
Take lames with a grain of salt
All I wanna do is take aim, assault, my story
the wall from Alabama to Atlanta
From I began to build a plan, a panoramic view
To center who my friends, the men me was
The is that slum, and I'm not alone
I put a flag in Nashville, and I'm feelin' 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 givin' up, I'd live it up
Everybody sound the same, you to switch it up
They still swervin' in my lane, they to give it up
But I don't give a fuck, I don't a fuck
I don't give a fuck, really I give a fuck

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