Luyện nghe bài hát Killin Brain Cells

Kid rock that's you know 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 and I guess I'm the best
In the muther midwest 'cause there's no contest
For the pimp in the of the nation
So fuck and a good education
All we need to is how to hold hands
we could live in peace in my homeland
God damn the way my swells
I all my time killin' brain cells
The light shed on me was a dim
So I live life in a bottle of jim
dots or sniffin' that blow black,
I go to sleep at night watchin'
Fuck 'cause I'm no big fag
with zig zags like to read skin mags
When I shoot I never
And if I the bass I'd probably pluck it like this...
People wanna know I'm thinkin' but I don't care
So I my thoughts in a bottle of cuervo
Just a wild buck
Got banned from the shelter but I really give a fuck
'cause I still be suckers be frownin'
of busch I be poundin'
I ain't in the head like manson
I'm more laid back 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 an m.c. to put the boogie in the party"
Back in plus a new track
And I won't quit till your ears blow feedback
When I shoot I never
And if I played the guitar I'd probably strum it this...
So give it up 'cause I'm the kid rock
And I know you don't wanna get shot
You look gay you're too
So all y'all hoes and yo chuck pass the jay
Sellin' me out like bitches to make a quick
But muther fuckers like y'all just no luck
Your plan was a flop
Tryin' to get em on by sellin out the kid
A part of me was you but yo he died,
And I'm you stepped off 'cause I ain't givin' no free rides
You little bald peon
And fuck it mother fucker if you it lets get the beef on
I'm sure I'm sure ya
Are gonna try to come back but I'll ignore ya
It only one shot to floor ya
'cause I'm kid rock bitch and I'm real for ya
jet so 'cause I won't let no hoes from the metro
Take "what up doe"
look son I'm number one...
"'cause I worked a bitch to get the job done"
In the twilight with rod serling
I ain't bald so fuck sy sperling
When I shoot I never
And if I played the harmonica I'd blow it like this...