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, glass is full
But my is half empty, gasket just blew

This always happens, thirty from home
lay a log cabin and only option I have is McDonald's bathroom
In a public stall a football
So every someone walks in the john I get Madden
''Shady, what up?''- 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 thought I'd be glad
''Thanks, dawg, Todd, a big fan''
I wiped my ass with it, crumbled it up in a wad and threw it and
Told him ''Todd, you're the shit'' when all of this crap end?
Can't park my ass causing an accident
Puff my gas, cut my grass, can't out the fucking trash
someone passing through my sub harassing
I'd my blessings, but I suck at math
I'd wallow then bass suffering from succotash
But the antacid is my gas
I mix my corn with my mash
Potato, so what, ho, kiss my bumpkin ass
Missouri Southern roots, what the fuck is
lunch dinner, call dinner supper
Tupperware in a plastic wear up the ass
Stuck in the past, iPod, what the fuck is
B-boy to the core, mule, I'm a ass

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

They call me classless, I heard that, I second and that
Don't know what the I would doing if it weren't rap
Probably be a turd-sack
But I blew, never back
forty and still sag
Teenagers act more fucking mature,
Fuck you say to me?
I leave on my own terms, asshole, I'm berzerk
My nerves are bad, but I the perks my work has
I get to meet people, look at her, dag
Her nylons ran, her snag
And I she drag-races, *burp* swag
my Hanes shirt tag
You're Danica (yeah) work, skag
be the perfect match
'Cause a vacuum, I'm a dirtbag
My apologies, no to technology
But what the heck is all of buttons?
You expect me to sit and learn that?
Fuck I gotta do to hear this new from Luda?
Be an expert at
I'd be an encyclopedia Britannica, hell with a Playstation
I'm on my first manual from Zelda
Nintendo, bitch, run, jump, punch, and I melt the
Mozzarella on my spaghetti, put in on
Make a with welch's and belch
They say this butter is bad for my health, but
I think there's more trash from the trailer
Jed Clampett, Redd Sanford mentality helps to
Keep me grounded, that's why I never take full of wealth, I
Managed to within these parameters
Still cramming the shelves full of hamburger
I can't even help it, this is the I was dealt to
Creature of habit, feel I'm trapped in an animal shelter
With all pet peeves
God dammit to hell, I can't stand all these kids their camera cellphones
I go anywhere, I get so mad I can yell, the
Other day someone got little elaborate and stuck a dead cat in my mailbox
Went to Burger King, they spit on my rings
I my karma is catching up with me

that's 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 that me going
This is the inspiration I
I can never turn my back on a city made me
(Life's good to me so far)

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

I'm trying to be lowkey, hopefully notices me
In produce over, giant nosebleed
stop as I mosey over to the frozen aisle
By the yogurt this guy approached me
Embarrassed, I just did Comerica with
Show's over, I'm hiding in Kroeger groceries
He just had front row seats, 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
over see these two hot hoes
Finger up in one of my nostrils
Right next to 'em at the light
This fucking shit is taking forever to
I'm stuck, these bitches are loving it it in
Chuckling, couldn't do nothing, it off
''What you Trunk Muzik? Yelawolf's better'', fucking bitch
want me to flip at the label, but I won't succumb to it
The pressure, they want me to follow up with one after Recovery
Was so highly coveted, but what is a fucking recovery if I fumble it?
I'mma drop the ball if I don't get a grip
Hopping on shrubbery on you sons of
subdivison to fuck with, bitch
Quit snapping fucking of my kids
I my city, but you push me to my limit, what a pity
The shit I about
It's like there ain't a cloud in the sky and it's out
Aid stain on the couch, I'd never get it out
Bitch, I got an elevator in my
Ants and a mouse, I'm the dream

Maybe that's why I feel so
Got it all, but I won't change
Maybe that's why I can't leave
the motivation that keeps me going
This is the inspiration I
I can never turn my back on a city that me
(Life's been to me so far)