Luyện nghe bài hát Punk

I'm a million lightyears from the dark
A miles and running
boy can survive
I'm alive, a loaded
full of crooks
Pen and paper, this for the books
Pack it, wrap it, it, send it
To the in a Travis Caddy
Everybody in this jumping footprints on the wall
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 Billy and a
I'm Psycho no
I'm a chili pepper in an
out for the kill
I don't
I don't deal with these whose in this mass appeal
I wanna be behind a steering wheel of a semi-truck
get drunk and run amuck
With every single one of my
Bitch, that's how showin' up
them lowriders on the west side
Lift from the south
Jump in the passenger seat of my '69 and hit the bootleg
I'm on my new shit, still ready and
A nuisance
But I right at home

Yeah, since they're sleepin' on me, let me 'em up
Got the world in my palm, watch me it up
Everything I'm talkin' real, I ain't it up
I know you probably think I care, but I 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 swervin' in my lane, they to give it up
But I don't a fuck, I don't give a fuck
I give a fuck, really I don't give a fuck

Still bumping Three 6 all day, Williams all day
So promenade the lights in the ballroom swing
And shake and fall and break with that bottom bass
Make you tear 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
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 these lames a grain of salt
All I wanna do is aim, assault, tell my story
Paint the wall from Alabama to
From Atlanta I began to build a plan, a 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 sleepin' on me, let me 'em up
Got the world in my palm, watch me it up
Everything I'm talkin' real, I ain't it up
I know you probably think I care, but I give a fuck
But I ain't givin' up, I'd rather it up
Everybody the same, you need to switch it up
They swervin' 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 don't give a

And the whole world is
This I know, Nas told me so
Damn right, so give me that bag of money real
Let's go, I've got it cranked, it's 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 right at