Luyện nghe bài hát So Far...

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

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

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

They call me classless, I heard that, I and third that
Don't know what the fuck I would doing if it rap
Probably be a giant
But I blew, never back
forty and still sag
Teenagers act fucking mature, Jack
Fuck you say to me?
I leave on my own terms, asshole, I'm going
My are bad, but I love the perks my work has
I get to meet famous people, at her, dag
Her ran, her skirt snag
And I she drag-races, *burp* swag
Fucking my Hanes tag
You're Danica (yeah) work, skag
We'd be the match
'Cause you're a vacuum, I'm a
My apologies, no to technology
But what the heck is all of buttons?
You expect me to sit here and learn
Fuck I gotta do to hear this new song from
Be an expert at
I'd rather be an encyclopedia Britannica, hell with a
I'm still on my first manual from
Nintendo, bitch, run, jump, punch, and I melt the
on my spaghetti, put in on bread
Make a sandwich with welch's and
They say spray butter is bad for my health, but
I think there's white trash from the trailer
Jed Clampett, Redd Sanford welfare helps to
Keep me grounded, that's why I never full advantage of wealth, I
Managed to dwell within these
cramming the shelves full of hamburger helper
I can't even help it, this is the hand I was to
Creature of habit, feel like I'm trapped in an shelter
all these pet peeves
God dammit to hell, I can't stand all these kids with camera cellphones
I go anywhere, I get so mad I can yell, the
Other day someone got little elaborate and a fucking dead cat in my mailbox
Went to Burger King, they on my onion rings
I think my karma is up with me

that's why I feel so strange
Got it all, but I still change
Maybe that's why I leave Detroit
It's the motivation that me going
This is the I need
I can never turn my back on a that made me
(Life's good to me so far)

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

I'm trying to be lowkey, hopefully notices me
In produce over, giant nosebleed
Over stop as I over to the frozen aisle
By the frozen this guy approached me
Embarrassed, I just did Comerica Hova
Show's over, I'm in Kroeger buying groceries
He just had front row seats, told me to sign this
insults me "wow, up close didn't know you had crow's feet"
I'm at a crossroad till shopping at Costco
Sloppy Joe's, waffles
Got caught my nose, ah
Look see these two hot hoes
Finger still up in one of my
Right next to 'em at the light
fucking shit is taking forever to change
I'm stuck, these bitches are loving it it in
Chuckling, couldn't do nothing, it off
''What you bumping? Trunk Muzik? Yelawolf's better'', fucking
They me to flip at the label, but I won't succumb to it
The pressure, they want me to up with another one after Recovery
Was so highly coveted, but what good is a recovery if I fumble it?
'Cause drop the ball if I don't get a grip
Hopping on on you sons of bitches
subdivison to fuck with, bitch
Quit snapping pictures of my kids
I my city, but you push me to my limit, what a pity
The shit I about
It's like there 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 why I feel so strange
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 inspiration I
I can never my back on a city that made me
(Life's been to me so far)