Luyện nghe bài hát Punk

I'm a million lightyears away the dark
A thousand and running
boy can survive
I'm alive, a loaded
Backseat of crooks
Pen and paper, this for the books
it, wrap it, seal it, send it
To the corner in a Travis
Everybody in this jumping footprints on the wall
Gimme the losers, the ones who fit in
And with this shit gonna have a ball
Swing the mosh pit Dosie Doe
Billy and a Dobro
I'm Psycho no
I'm a pepper in an Oldsmobile
Comin' out for the
I gamble
I don't deal with these whose whose in mass appeal
I just wanna be behind a steering of a semi-truck
Then get drunk and run
With every single one of my
Bitch, that's how we're up
With lowriders on the west side
Lift from the south
Jump in the seat of my '69 and hit the bootleg house
I'm on my new shit, still ready and
A public
But I feel right at

Yeah, since they're 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 I care, but I don't 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 give 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, Hank 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 club up and go tattoo your
Country boys, gutter raised, what a blend, that's all it
Got a lock in the pocket, a in the sock
With a cop I'm a nervous
I never could keep a job 'cause I rob and I
And I leave you nothing left
But mama
tried to harvest early and the pot died
If she ever said I was a good boy, trust me, lied
these haters with a cane to walk
Take these lames a grain of salt
All I wanna do is take aim, assault, my story
the wall from Alabama to Atlanta
From Atlanta I began to build a plan, a view
To center who my friends, the men me was
The culture is 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, me shake it up
Everything I'm talkin' real, I ain't 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 don't give a fuck, I give a fuck
I don't give a fuck, really I don't give a

And the world is yours
This I know, because Nas me so
Damn right, so give me that bag of 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' to Cali to the allies where they packin' rallies
With the skateboarders, and rowdies
And 'em this country savvy
I, am, Yelawolf, and I'm right at home