Luyện nghe bài hát Brain Dead

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

(Prozak)
In my dreams I got of dead 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 shot send your ass to hell
Rigamortis in the church while ringin the bell
PDM in bitch on top of the game
Wannabes tryin to be all they claim to fame
all the same in the wicked shit but aint nobody wicked
Bitches sellin out like a Superbowl
fuckers rise it's time for a new era
Player hatin faggots got you runnin Mascara

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

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

I look my eyes 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 pills in hopes one day I will die

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