Luyện nghe bài hát Killin Brain Cells

Kid that's right you know I'm back ho
From the where I had to lay low
Seems strange but I ain't changed
Pot smokin' beer drinkin' mother fucker me
In the flesh and I I'm the best
In the muther fuckin midwest 'cause there's no
For the pimp in the of the nation
So fuck college and a education
All we need to learn is how to hold
Then we could live in in my homeland
God the way my pain swells
I spend all my time killin' cells
The shed on me was a dim gleam
So I live life in a of jim beam
Droppin' dots or sniffin' that black,
I go to sleep at watchin' kojak
hoes 'cause I'm no big fag
Roll with zig zags like to read skin
I shoot I never miss
And if I played the bass I'd probably 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 buck
Got banned from the shelter but I really don't give a
'cause I still be clownin' be frownin'
Forties of busch I be
I ain't dead in the head like
I'm laid back than muther fuckin' ted danson
brother style when I'm rumblin'
Couple of of don q and I be stumblin'
footballs hangin' in the pool halls
Out late night with my crew stealin'
I'm not into clean fun
I into the party strapped with a machine gun
But I'm no gangster like
"i'm just an m.c. to put the in the party"
Back in black plus a new
And I won't quit till your ears blow 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 wanna get
You gay you're too cliche
So all y'all hoes and yo chuck pass the jay
me out like bitches to make a quick buck
But muther like y'all just have no luck
little plan was a flop
Tryin' to get em on by 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 bald headed
And fuck it mother fucker if you want it get the beef on
'cause I'm sure I'm ya
Are gonna try to come back around but I'll 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 hoes from the
Take "what up doe"
Come son I'm number 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
When I shoot I miss
And if I played the harmonica I'd probably blow it this...