Luyện nghe bài hát Brain Dead

I might as well the rest of the bad news with you

(Prozak)
In my dreams I got visions of bodies decomposin
Chokin from the smoke from the of the explosives
Plastic detonations all my dreams are
the womb to the casket my mental thoughts are eratic
A 9mm will send your ass to hell
Rigamortis in the while they ringin the bell
PDM in bitch on top of the game
Wannabes tryin to be dissin all they claim to
all the same in the wicked shit but aint nobody wicked
Bitches sellin out like a Superbowl
Mother rise it's time for a new era
Player faggots got you runnin like Mascara

I look into my and see my brain is dead
Cocaine from my nose my t-shirt stained with red
I take more caps and stems and think I can fly
I take pills in hopes that one day I will die

(Prozak)
Will I ever up out of these chains
Of life of this world of the pain I maintain
And every mother fucker walkin on this earth be trusted
Demons are screamin as bullets get
See so many things in my envision homicide
Crimes from different times lies
Mankind's to the dark and mysterious
The wicked shit for my friend is very serious
The streets are
Better watch your back those dissin decisions
Watch you say
The vengeance of will hit you some day
Watch you go
Don't be caught slippin at places you don't
Everyone
Hell's flames ignite when you're dead close eyes

I look into my and see my brain is dead
Cocaine drains from my nose my t-shirt stained red
I take more caps and stems and that I can fly
I take more in hopes that one day I will die

Yea Project Deadman bitch Prozak MEC mother Self inflicted yea
representin wicked shit for life yea. We this shit I thought you knew?
2000 and fuckers.