Luyện nghe bài hát Killin Brain Cells

Kid that's right you know I'm back ho
From the dead I had to lay low
Seems but I ain't changed nothing
Pot smokin' beer drinkin' fucker that's me
In the flesh and I guess I'm the
In the muther fuckin midwest 'cause no contest
For the in the pimp of the nation
So college and a good education
All we need to learn is how to hold
Then we could 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 of jim beam
Droppin' dots or sniffin' blow black,
I go to sleep at night watchin'
Fuck hoes I'm no big fag
with zig zags like to read skin mags
When I I never miss
And if I played the I'd probably pluck it like this...
People wanna know what I'm thinkin' but I don't
So I my thoughts in a bottle of cuervo
Just a wild young
Got banned the shelter but I really don't give a fuck
I still 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
Hanson brother when I'm rumblin'
Couple of of don q and I be stumblin'
Fumblin' footballs hangin' in the pool
Out night with my crew stealin' u-hauls
I'm not into clean fun
I step into the party with a machine gun
But I'm no gangster like
"i'm an m.c. to put the boogie in the party"
Back in plus a new track
And I quit till your ears blow from feedback
I shoot I never miss
And if I the guitar I'd probably strum it like this...
So give it up 'cause I'm the kid rock
And today I know you don't wanna get
You look gay you're too
So fuck all y'all and yo chuck pass the jay
Sellin' me out like to make a quick buck
But muther fuckers y'all just have no luck
Your plan was a flop
to get em on by sellin 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
I'm sure I'm sure ya
Are gonna try to come back but I'll ignore ya
It takes one shot to floor ya
'cause I'm kid rock bitch and I'm mutha for ya
Better jet so I won't let no hoes from the metro
mine "what up doe"
Come son I'm number one...
"'cause I worked like a to get the job done"
In the zone with rod serling
I ain't goin' so fuck sy sperling
When I I never miss
And if I played the harmonica I'd probably blow it this...