Luyện nghe bài hát Killin Brain Cells

Kid rock right you know I'm back ho
the dead where I had to lay low
Seems strange but I changed nothing
Pot smokin' drinkin' mother fucker that's me
In the flesh and I I'm the best
In the muther fuckin midwest there's no contest
For the pimp in the pimp of the
So fuck and a good 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 all my time killin' brain cells
The light on me was a dim gleam
So I live life in a of jim beam
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 I'd probably pluck it like this...
People know what I'm thinkin' but I don't care
So I keep my in a bottle of cuervo
a wild young buck
Got banned from the shelter but I don't give a fuck
'cause I still be suckers be frownin'
of busch I be poundin'
I dead in the head like manson
I'm more laid back than fuckin' ted danson
brother style when I'm rumblin'
Couple of shots of don q and I be
Fumblin' footballs in the pool halls
Out late night my crew stealin' u-hauls
I'm not havin' clean fun
I into the party strapped with a machine 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 your ears blow from
When I shoot I never
And if I played the guitar I'd probably it like this...
So give it up 'cause I'm the kid rock
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 to make a quick buck
But muther fuckers like y'all just no luck
Your little plan was a
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 'cause I givin' no free rides
You bald headed peon
And fuck it mother fucker if you want it get the beef on
I'm sure I'm sure ya
Are try to come 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 I won't 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 zone rod serling
I ain't goin' bald so sy sperling
When I I never miss
And if I the harmonica I'd probably blow it like this...