Luyện nghe bài hát Brain Cells

(Verse 1)
Here's a tab of acid for ear
You're the plastic, I'm the and the magic in the air
The avalanche of ambulances near
The labyrinth of Pan's Lab is adamantly
No assignments, book of rhyming and I'm drawing
I should rhyme rhyme with Ramen
Ramadan, I'm the don of the diamond
of finding a way to kindly tell these toddlers toodles
I'm a kamikaze and I'm a kinda
I write a fucking book, non kamasutral
You niggas goofies, it's a that is kinda crucial
Caught you on the 9 in all yelling I'ma neutral
But I'ma let the pass like matadors
Versus a
is a metaphor
A metamorphoses and fuckin animorph
I used to go to with Anna Fedele & Danny Whorf
Remember I used to with bad ones
'til my grandmama told on her
Mama said I was way too handsome
To be throwing the son"
Breaking like Samson
But I'ma throw a
'til I'm on Samsung
Sanyo, and and Handgun
Please Put ya up
life is up
And it up
And a cut
The is young
nice enough
The blunt
The nicest
My out here trapping a lot
I know you you on
Reggie sacks in your socks
I hang with niggas, whole jab in the
.4's for 15, yea my we be taxing a lot
Only to goofies tho, on a doobie though
My do be low, two be rolled
Remember of the Rufio
the Days of Chan-Man and the Skeeter Man
Brrrang Dang to B
And Bang a Rang to Pan

(Hook)
I burned too many Brain down
To be worried my Brain Cells Now (4X)

(Verse 2)
Light a
Or it if you classy
Split a witcha nigga
If you ask me
no questions hit it vividly and pass me
Don't answer about problems
Or issues or your Ashleys
It's a to imminent, ten minutes to infinite
Rims, Henny, and
Nostalgia and
tone women and
Feminine's intimate
All is frivolous
could get they dividends
Is he illiterate, literal
Illegitimate, idiot, affiliate
Sick prick, sick sadistic son of a biscuit
Man this shit

(Hook)