Luyện nghe bài hát Free Or Dead

So here I am, trying to be the man,
Using my gun to see at sleeping with my flashlight
In the afterlife I the AC works
So while I wait I'm a pass out and taste this curve
And she attacked with flirts, smacked my
Wearin' that skirt
Got my nature so it made my back hurt
I cracked a 'cause I was dumb and drunk
she gave wink and a smile and dropped a in my cup
man, are kinda odd so I keep my eyebrow raised
I only hear the words for what they mean, know what I
and I do believe in God 'cause I keep across all these fine women
low self esteem, you know what I mean.
I've got deficet, I've got the bedroom eyes
I've the storms in my head, I've got my telephone
I've got to make a decision of whether I or die
I'd rather just run either way it's one hell of a choice

my car is my own personal universe
she's my drug and it only takes twelve to fill 'er up
but in my galaxy there ain't no room for
so I'm it 'cause I can feel the oil pressure building up
turning the ignition of my solar system
the gauges, push in the tape, put my foot on the brake
shift existence, light my
and it state to state until I crash into my fate

now I'm giving back everything they me, not a damn thing
take me more than a good DJ to save me, and I'm not dancing
I can't seem to make up my bed, much less my
so I'm a another puff to my head, and press rewind
I wish this car had cruise control, so I could rest my
I've got itch to prove my soul, and test my fate
hunny in a sixty five, got stopped by a copper
caught, spotted, and by a chopper
Wisconsin style!, over the limit by miles
Watch me smile, 'cause I ain't been around here for a long
grabbed my paper, gave her thanks?, a nice day
yo, word of advice, trade the in and gets some rice cakes
back to my travels, running from my
passin hitchhikers and bikers honkin the harrasin the cattle
back sticking to the seat, sweat drippin from the heat
diggin through a cooler of gruel, I'm looking for to eat
yo, a Hardee's at the next stop
wanna, but I need ta'
'cause I'm craving something to chase the taste of this

(uhh, yeah, you guys got value meals? can you put barbecue
sauce... I wanna bun. change that shit. I want chicken pebbles.
no, onion bun, onion bun. onion rings. pork. word up. can you
supersize that? yo girl, you got of a pretty voice. yo girl, what
yu get off work?)

90 towards Chicago, on my way to Cincinnati
I won't ever let em catch me, and I won't ever make em
your wives and your daughters when I'm passin through the
hometown, castin lines into the water, catchin goldfish out bowl
and I'm as cool as the cat came to school just for lunch
I'm the rebel pissin in the public pool, for fun
my peace
I need release, and I don't think I'm a it in between your legs
yo, I'm just jokin, only going to the corner to get eggs
so when she starts makin the coffee I toss my bags in the seat
and I can remember it all like it must have happened week
sometimes I stop to think, for all the money spent
how I'd rather live in a tent bust my ass and pay the rent
but I'm to pay my dues, and I'd be glad to pay the tollbooth
and I've agreed to the blues ever since the day I broke loose
like a blindfolded child walking through the toy store
voice, not even that the world is my oyster

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