Luyện nghe bài hát Brain Dead

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

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

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

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

I look into my eyes and see my brain is
Cocaine drains from my nose my t-shirt with 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 bitch Prozak MEC mother fucker Self inflicted yea
wicked shit for life yea. We invented this shit I thought you knew?
2000 and fuckers.