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
strange but I ain't changed nothing
Pot beer drinkin' mother fucker 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 pimp of the
So fuck college and a education
All we need to learn is how to hands
we could live in peace in my homeland
God the way my pain swells
I spend all my time killin' brain
The light shed on me was a dim
So I live life in a bottle of jim
Droppin' or sniffin' that blow black,
I go to sleep at night kojak
Fuck 'cause I'm no big fag
Roll with zig zags like to read skin
When I shoot I never
And if I played the bass I'd pluck it like this...
wanna know what I'm thinkin' but I don't care
So I keep my thoughts in a bottle of
Just a young buck
Got banned from the but I really don't give a fuck
'cause I be clownin' suckers be frownin'
Forties of I be poundin'
I ain't dead in the head manson
I'm more back than muther fuckin' ted danson
brother style when I'm rumblin'
Couple of shots of don q and I be
footballs hangin' 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"
in black plus a new track
And I won't quit till ears blow from feedback
When I I never miss
And if I played the guitar I'd probably strum it this...
So give it up bitch 'cause I'm the kid
And today I know you don't get shot
You look gay you're too
So fuck all hoes and yo chuck pass the jay
Sellin' me out like bitches to make a quick
But muther fuckers like y'all just have no
Your little was a flop
to get em on by sellin out the kid rock
A of me was with you but yo he died,
And I'm glad you stepped off 'cause I givin' no free rides
You little headed peon
And fuck it mother fucker if you it lets get the beef on
'cause I'm sure I'm ya
Are try to come back around but I'll ignore ya
It only one shot to floor ya
'cause I'm kid rock bitch and I'm real for ya
Better jet so 'cause I let no hoes from the metro
mine "what up doe"
Come look son I'm one...
"'cause I like a bitch to get the job done"
In the twilight with rod serling
I ain't bald so fuck sy sperling
I shoot I never miss
And if I played the harmonica I'd probably blow it this...