Luyện nghe bài hát So Far...

I own a mansion, but live in a
A king-size bed, but I sleep on the
I'm Mr.Brightside, glass is half
But my tank is half empty, gasket just

always happens, thirty minutes from home
Gotta lay a log cabin and only I have is McDonald's bathroom
In a public dropping a football
So every time someone walks in the I get Madden
''Shady, up?''- What? Come on, man, I'm crapping
And asking me for my got damn autograph on a napkin?
Oh, that's odd, I just happened to run out of
Yeah, me that, on second thought I'd be glad then
''Thanks, dawg, Todd, a big fan''
I wiped my ass with it, crumbled it up in a wad and it back and
Told him ''Todd, you're the shit'' does all of this crap end?
Can't park my ass without an accident
Puff my gas, cut my grass, can't take out the trash
Without passing through my sub harassing
I'd count my blessings, but I suck at
I'd rather wallow then bass suffering from
But the is my stomach gas
I mix my corn with my mash
Potato, so what, ho, kiss my country ass
Missouri Southern roots, the fuck is upperclass
Call lunch dinner, dinner supper
Tupperware in a covered plastic up the ass
Stuck in the past, iPod, the fuck is that?
B-boy to the core, mule, I'm a ass

Maybe that's why I feel so
Got it all, but I still change
that's why I can't leave Detroit
It's the motivation that me going
This is the inspiration I
I can never turn my on a city that made me
(Life's good to me so far)

They call me classless, I heard that, I and third that
Don't know what the fuck I would if it weren't rap
be a giant turd-sack
But I blew, never turned
forty and still sag
Teenagers act more fucking mature,
you gonna say to me?
I on my own terms, asshole, I'm going berzerk
My nerves are bad, but I the perks my work has
I get to meet people, look at her, dag
Her ran, her skirt snag
And I heard she drag-races, swag
Fucking my Hanes tag
Danica Patrick (yeah) work, skag
We'd be the match
you're a vacuum, I'm a dirtbag
My apologies, no to technology
But the heck is all of these buttons?
You expect me to sit and learn that?
Fuck I gotta do to hear this new song from
Be an expert at
I'd rather be an Britannica, hell with a Playstation
I'm still on my first from Zelda
Nintendo, bitch, run, jump, punch, stab and I the
Mozzarella on my spaghetti, put in on
Make a sandwich welch's and belch
They say this butter is bad for my health, but
I think there's more white from the trailer
Jed Clampett, Sanford welfare mentality helps to
Keep me grounded, that's why I never full advantage of wealth, I
to dwell within these parameters
Still cramming the shelves full of helper
I can't even it, this is the hand I was dealt to
of habit, feel like I'm trapped in an animal shelter
With all these pet
God dammit to hell, I can't stand all these kids with their camera
I go anywhere, I get so mad I can yell, the
Other day someone got little elaborate and stuck a fucking dead cat in my
Went to King, they spit on my onion rings
I think my karma is catching up me

Maybe that's why I feel so
Got it all, but I won't change
that's why I can't leave Detroit
It's the motivation keeps me going
This is the I need
I can turn my back on a city that made me
(Life's good to me so far)

Got on Facebook, all over the world
Not sure what that means, tell me it's good
So I'm artist of the decade, I even got a
I'd it up, but the frame is all cracked

I'm trying to be lowkey, hopefully notices me
In produce hunched over, giant
Over stop as I mosey over to the frozen
By the frozen this guy approached me
Embarrassed, I just did Comerica with
Show's over, I'm hiding in buying groceries
He just had row seats, told me to sign this poster
Then insults me "wow, up didn't know you had crow's feet"
I'm at a crossroad lost till at Costco
Sloppy Joe's, buck
Got picking my nose, ah
Look over see these two hot
Finger still up in one of my
Right next to 'em stuck at the
This fucking is taking forever to change
I'm stuck, these are loving it rubbing it in
Chuckling, do nothing, play it off
''What you Trunk Muzik? Yelawolf's better'', fucking bitch
They want me to flip at the label, but I won't to it
The pressure, they me to follow up with another one after Recovery
Was so highly coveted, but what good is a fucking if I fumble it?
'Cause I'mma the ball if I don't get a grip
Hopping on shrubbery on you of bitches
Wrong subdivison to with, bitch
Quit snapping pictures of my kids
I love my city, but you push me to my limit, a pity
The shit I about
It's like ain't a cloud in the sky and it's raining out
Kool Aid on the couch, I'd never get it out
Bitch, I got an elevator in my
Ants and a mouse, I'm living the

Maybe that's why I so strange
Got it all, but I still change
Maybe why I can't leave Detroit
It's the motivation that me going
This is the inspiration I
I can never my back on a city that made me
(Life's been to me so far)