Luyện nghe bài hát Killin Brain Cells

Kid that's right you know I'm back ho
the dead where I had to lay low
Seems strange but I ain't nothing
Pot beer drinkin' mother fucker that's me
In the and I guess I'm the best
In the muther fuckin midwest 'cause no contest
For the in the pimp of the nation
So fuck and a good education
All we need to learn is how to hands
Then we could live in in my homeland
God damn the way my pain
I spend all my killin' brain cells
The light on me was a dim gleam
So I live life in a of jim beam
dots or sniffin' that blow black,
I go to sleep at watchin' kojak
Fuck hoes I'm no big fag
Roll with zig like to read skin mags
I shoot I never miss
And if I played the bass I'd pluck it like this...
People wanna know I'm thinkin' but I don't care
So I keep my thoughts in a bottle of
a wild young buck
Got banned from the shelter but I really give a fuck
I still be clownin' suckers be frownin'
Forties of I be poundin'
I ain't dead in the like manson
I'm more laid back than muther ted danson
Hanson brother style when I'm
Couple of of don q and I be stumblin'
Fumblin' footballs in the pool halls
Out late night my crew stealin' u-hauls
I'm not into 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 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 you don't wanna get shot
You look gay too cliche
So fuck all hoes and yo chuck pass the jay
Sellin' me out like bitches to a quick buck
But muther fuckers y'all just have no luck
Your little 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 want it get the beef on
I'm sure I'm sure ya
Are gonna try to come back around but I'll 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 won't let no from the metro
Take "what up doe"
Come look son I'm one...
"'cause I like a bitch to get the job done"
In the twilight zone with rod
I ain't goin' bald so sy sperling
I shoot I never miss
And if I the harmonica I'd probably blow it like this...