Luyện nghe bài hát Punk

I'm a million lightyears away the dark
A thousand and running
Country boy can
I'm alive, a gunnin'
Backseat of crooks
Pen and paper, one's for the books
Pack it, wrap it, seal it, it
To the corner in a Caddy
in this motherfucker jumping footprints on the wall
Gimme the losers, the who don't fit in
And with shit we're gonna 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
out for the kill
I gamble
I don't deal with these whose whose in this mass
I just wanna be behind a wheel of a semi-truck
Then get and run amuck
With every one of my misfits
Bitch, that's how showin' up
them lowriders on the west side
Lift kits the south
Jump in the passenger seat of my '69 and hit the house
I'm on my new shit, still ready and
A nuisance
But I right at home

Yeah, they're 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 know you probably think I care, but I don't a fuck
But I ain't giving up, I'd rather 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 a fuck, really I don't give a fuck

Still Three 6 all day, Hank Williams all day
So promenade when the lights in the ballroom
And shake and then fall and with that bottom bass
Make you wanna tear the up and go tattoo your face
boys, gutter raised, what a blend, that's all it takes
Got a lock in the pocket, a in the sock
a cop I'm a nervous wreck
I never could keep a job 'cause I rob and I
And I leave you with nothing
But mama
Mama tried to early and the pot died
If she ever said I was a good boy, trust me, mama
Leave these haters with a to walk
Take lames with a grain of salt
All I wanna do is take aim, assault, tell my
Paint the wall from Alabama to
From Atlanta I began to 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 right at home

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

And the whole world is
I know, because Nas told me so
Damn right, so give me that bag of money real
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 Cali to the where they packin' rallies
With the skateboarders, punks and
And show 'em this country
I, am, Yelawolf, and I'm right at home