Luyện nghe bài hát Killin Brain Cells

Kid rock that's right you know I'm ho
the dead where I had to lay low
Seems but I ain't changed nothing
Pot smokin' drinkin' mother fucker that's me
In the flesh and I I'm the best
In the muther fuckin midwest 'cause no contest
For the in the pimp of the nation
So fuck college and a good
All we need to learn is how to hold
we could live in peace in my homeland
God damn the way my swells
I spend all my time killin' brain
The light on me was a dim gleam
So I live in a bottle of jim beam
Droppin' dots or sniffin' that black,
I go to sleep at night watchin'
Fuck hoes I'm no big fag
Roll with zig zags like to read skin
When I shoot I miss
And if I played the bass I'd pluck it like this...
People wanna know what I'm thinkin' but I care
So I keep my thoughts in a bottle of
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 busch I be
I ain't in the head like manson
I'm more laid back than muther ted danson
Hanson style when I'm rumblin'
Couple of shots of don q and I be
Fumblin' hangin' in the pool halls
Out late night with my stealin' u-hauls
I'm not havin' clean fun
I step into the party with a machine gun
But I'm no like gotti
"i'm just an m.c. to put the in the party"
Back in black a new track
And I won't quit till your blow from feedback
When I shoot I miss
And if I played the guitar I'd probably strum it this...
So it up bitch 'cause I'm the kid rock
And today I you don't wanna get shot
You gay you're too cliche
So fuck all y'all hoes and yo chuck the jay
Sellin' me out bitches to make a quick buck
But muther like y'all just have no luck
Your little 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 'cause I ain't no free rides
You little bald headed
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 takes one to floor ya
'cause I'm kid rock bitch and I'm mutha for ya
Better jet so 'cause I won't let no from the metro
Take "what up doe"
look son I'm number one...
"'cause I like a bitch 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 blow it like this...