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 well I'm a pass out and this curve
And she attacked with flirts, smacked my
that black skirt
Got my nature so hard it made my back
I cracked a smirk I was dumb and drunk
she gave and a smile and dropped a quarter 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 comin all these fine women
with low self esteem, you know I mean.
I've got attention deficet, I've got the eyes
I've the storms in my head, I've got my telephone
I've got to a decision of whether I live or die
I'd rather run 'cause either way it's one hell of a choice

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

now I'm back everything they gave me, not a damn thing
it'll take me more a good DJ to save me, and I'm not dancing
I can't seem to up my bed, much less my mind
so I'm a take puff to my head, and press rewind
I wish this car had cruise control, so I rest my legs
I've got this to prove my soul, and test my fate
doing in a sixty five, got stopped by a copper
caught, spotted, and radared by a
Wisconsin style!, the limit by forty miles
me smile, 'cause I ain't been around here for a long while
grabbed my paper, her thanks?, have a nice day
yo, word of advice, trade the doughnuts in and gets some cakes
back to my travels, running from my
passin hitchhikers and bikers honkin the horn harrasin the
hair sticking to the seat, sweat drippin from the heat
diggin through a cooler of gruel, I'm for something to eat
yo, there's a Hardee's at the stop
wanna, but I need ta'
'cause I'm craving something to the taste of this tequila

(uhh, yeah, you guys got value can you put some barbecue
sauce... I wanna bun. change that shit. I want chicken pebbles.
no, onion bun, onion bun. rings. extra 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 me, and I won't ever make em happy
watch your wives and your when I'm passin through the
hometown, castin lines into the water, catchin goldfish out your
and I'm as cool as the cat that came to just for lunch
I'm the rebel pissin in the pool, just for fun
takin my
I need release, and I don't think I'm a find it in between legs
yo, I'm just jokin, only going to the to get some eggs
so she starts makin the coffee I toss my bags in the back seat
and I can remember it all like it must happened last week
I stop to think, for all the money I've spent
how I'd rather live in a tent bust my ass and pay the rent
but I'm eager to pay my dues, and I'd be glad to pay the
and I've agreed to the blues ever since the day I broke loose
just like a child walking through the toy store
voice, not even that the world is my oyster

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