Luyện nghe bài hát Killin Brain Cells

Kid rock that's right you I'm back ho
From the dead I had to lay low
Seems strange but I ain't nothing
Pot smokin' beer drinkin' mother that's me
In the flesh and I guess I'm the
In the muther fuckin midwest 'cause no contest
For the pimp in the of the nation
So fuck college and a good
All we to learn is how to hold hands
we could live in peace in my homeland
God damn the way my swells
I spend all my killin' brain cells
The light on me was a dim gleam
So I live life in a of jim beam
Droppin' dots or that blow black,
I go to sleep at night kojak
hoes 'cause I'm no big fag
Roll with zig zags like to skin mags
I shoot I never miss
And if I played the bass I'd probably it like this...
People wanna know what I'm thinkin' but I care
So I keep my thoughts in a of cuervo
Just a wild buck
Got banned from the shelter but I don't give a fuck
I still be clownin' suckers be frownin'
Forties of I be poundin'
I ain't dead in the head like
I'm more laid than muther fuckin' ted danson
Hanson brother style when I'm
Couple of of don q and I be stumblin'
Fumblin' footballs in the pool halls
Out night with my crew stealin' u-hauls
I'm not into clean fun
I step into the party strapped with a gun
But I'm no gangster gotti
"i'm just an m.c. to put the in the party"
in black plus a new track
And I won't quit till your ears blow feedback
When I I never miss
And if I the guitar I'd probably strum it like this...
So give it up bitch I'm the kid rock
And I know you don't wanna get shot
You gay you're too cliche
So fuck all y'all hoes and yo pass the jay
Sellin' me out like to make a quick buck
But muther fuckers like y'all just no luck
Your little was a flop
Tryin' to get em on by out the kid rock
A part of me was you but yo he died,
And I'm glad you stepped off I ain't givin' no free rides
You bald headed peon
And fuck it mother fucker if you want it lets get the on
'cause I'm I'm sure ya
Are gonna try to back around but I'll ignore ya
It only one shot to floor ya
'cause I'm kid rock and I'm real mutha for ya
Better jet so 'cause I let no hoes from the metro
Take "what up doe"
Come son I'm number one...
"'cause I like a bitch to get the job done"
In the twilight with rod serling
I goin' bald so fuck sy sperling
When I I never miss
And if I played the I'd probably blow it like this...