Luyện nghe bài hát Brain Dead

I might as share 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 are dramatic
From the womb to the casket my thoughts are eratic
A 9mm shot send your ass to hell
in the church while they ringin the bell
PDM in this on top of the game
Wannabes tryin to be dissin all claim to fame
all the same in the wicked shit but aint nobody wicked
Bitches out like a Superbowl ticket
fuckers rise it's time for a new era
Player faggots got you runnin like Mascara

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

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

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

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