Luyện nghe bài hát No Static

"No static, got an automatic"

Too much of makes you an addict
Take a nigga back Tobacco Road
I give my old soul it's asking for
I'm trying to find them angels sing at
Where X and at
So listen for the knowledge I back
Cuz cigarette pack and a bottle
collar, aint too much we can do, Father
Taketh me, I life so anxiously
Tell me this is bout more than sex and buying
Maybe, but we, burn daily
Sip Bailey's, sex, unwanted babies
Scream push till I push daisies, Pops me
Through blind crippled and crazy world
I'm just riding along, see it takes me
Keep buying and rims until it breaks me
I fold like bread on a sandwich, too damaged
Still I slow down and find a balance

No static, got an
Too much of makes you an addict

[Skinny
We spend a lot of long nights trying to make it hot like an flame
Smoking Jane posted on this porch I got this close to
Without the Leroy, but we live forever Wooden
Slum is in my Village them niggas up in Detroit (what up though)
And I'm going for the gusto, day is cutthroat
But I don't a fuck yo
Gutter bread, slice it different ways I got some to say
Split the Swisher, pack the hay, roll it up and hit the
Addicted to country living, givin' it my all dog
Raw till a fall from here to California
Went back again, traffickin' Raj' "What's Happenin?"
I'm traveling, looking for that Kill I'm Bill ill
In my own left without my soul tight
Roll through a cold night, on a country road
Six pack of Michelobs, a Ol' with funky Dro
Too much of anything can make a playa control

No static, got an
Too much of makes you an addict

See I love my reefer, love my
And I don't fit into society, I'm a
Slap my balls on rack like tennis
And turn the Henny up and don't stop till I'm
I'm pissy drunk, one shot get me crunk
Not to mention shorty up 50 blunts
We got Nappy in this
to the bricks
I'm a cowboy, dog
It's to the

We rollin 90 in the slow lane, with just to traffic
Cross the line bout forty a week on the average
Forward and backwards, is like a sack lunch
dirty, high as fuck, puffin on a fat blunt
What yo ass want, serve it all day
Always keep a Caddy Hog and dog it's all
Too of anything can make you think it's all good
Got a automatic Skinny Deville and we all

No static, got an
Too of anything makes you an addict