Luyện nghe bài hát Punk

I'm a million lightyears from the dark
A thousand and running
boy can survive
I'm alive, a loaded
Backseat full of
Pen and paper, this one's for the
it, wrap it, seal it, send it
To the corner in a Caddy
Everybody in this motherfucker footprints on the wall
Gimme the losers, the ones who fit in
And with this shit we're gonna have a
Swing around the mosh pit Doe
Catfish Billy and a
I'm White—oh no
I'm a chili pepper in an
Comin' out for the
I don't
I don't with these whose whose in this mass appeal
I just be behind a steering wheel of a semi-truck
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 from the south
Jump in the passenger seat of my '69 and hit the house
I'm on my new shit, still and ruthless
A public
But I right at home

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

Still bumping Three 6 all day, Williams all day
So promenade when the lights in the ballroom
And shake and then fall and break with that bass
Make you wanna tear the club up and go tattoo face
Country boys, gutter raised, what a blend, that's all it
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 leave you with left
But mama
Mama tried to harvest and the pot died
If she ever said I was a good boy, me, mama lied
Leave these haters with a cane to
Take these with a grain of salt
All I do is take aim, assault, tell 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 culture is that slum, and I'm not
I put a in Nashville, and I'm feelin' right at home

Yeah, they're sleepin' on me, let me wake 'em up
Got the in my palm, watch 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 give a
But I givin' up, I'd rather live it up
Everybody the same, you need 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 world is yours
This I know, Nas told me so
Damn right, so give me bag of money real quick
go, I've got it cranked, it's parked out front
I'm a man and I'm on the run
And I'm goin' back to to the allies where they packin' rallies
With the skateboarders, punks and
And show 'em this savvy
I, am, Yelawolf, and I'm feeling right at