Luyện nghe bài hát Punk

I'm a lightyears away from the dark
A miles and running
Country boy can
I'm alive, a loaded
Backseat full of
Pen and paper, this one's for the
Pack it, wrap it, seal it, it
To the in a Travis Caddy
in this motherfucker jumping footprints on the wall
Gimme the losers, the who don't fit in
And with this shit we're have a ball
around the mosh pit Dosie Doe
Catfish Billy and a
I'm White—oh no
I'm a pepper in an Oldsmobile
out for the kill
I gamble
I don't deal with whose whose in this mass appeal
I just be behind a steering wheel of a semi-truck
Then get drunk and run
With every single one of my
Bitch, that's how showin' up
With them on the west side
Lift from the south
Jump in the passenger of my '69 and hit the bootleg house
I'm on my new shit, still and ruthless
A public
But I feel right at

Yeah, they're sleepin' on me, let me wake '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 think I care, but I don't give a fuck
But I ain't giving up, I'd rather it up
Everybody sound the same, you need to it up
They swervin' in my lane, they 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

Still Three 6 all day, Hank Williams all day
So promenade when the in the ballroom swing
And shake and fall and break with that bottom bass
Make you wanna tear the club up and go your face
Country boys, gutter raised, what a blend, that's all it
Got a lock in the pocket, a rock in the
a cop I'm a nervous wreck
I never could a job 'cause I rob and I take
And I leave you nothing left
But mama
Mama tried to early and the pot died
If she ever I was a good boy, trust me, mama lied
Leave these haters with a cane to
Take these lames with a grain of
All I do is take aim, assault, tell my story
Paint the wall from to Atlanta
From I began to build a plan, a panoramic view
To who my friends, the men around me was
The culture is slum, and I'm not alone
I put a flag in Nashville, and I'm feelin' right at

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

And the whole is yours
I know, because Nas told me so
Damn right, so give me bag of money real quick
Let's go, I've got it cranked, it's parked out
I'm a man and I'm on the run
And I'm goin' back to Cali to the allies they packin' rallies
With the skateboarders, punks and
And show 'em this country
I, am, Yelawolf, and I'm feeling right at