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 but I ain't changed nothing
Pot smokin' beer drinkin' 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 college and a good education
All we need to learn is how to hold
Then we live in peace in my homeland
God damn the way my swells
I spend all my time brain cells
The light on me was a dim gleam
So I live life in a bottle of jim
Droppin' dots or that blow black,
I go to at night watchin' kojak
hoes 'cause I'm no big fag
Roll zig zags like to read skin mags
When I shoot I never
And if I played the bass I'd probably it like this...
People wanna know what I'm thinkin' but I don't
So I keep my thoughts in a bottle of
Just a wild young
Got banned from the shelter but I don't give a fuck
'cause I be clownin' suckers be frownin'
of busch I be poundin'
I dead in the head like manson
I'm more back than muther fuckin' ted danson
Hanson brother style I'm rumblin'
Couple of of don q and I be stumblin'
footballs hangin' in the pool halls
Out late night with my crew u-hauls
I'm not into havin' fun
I step 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 from feedback
When I I never miss
And if I played the I'd probably strum it like this...
So give it up 'cause I'm the kid rock
And I know you don't wanna get shot
You look gay too cliche
So fuck all y'all hoes and yo chuck the jay
Sellin' me out like to make a quick buck
But muther fuckers like y'all just no luck
Your plan was a flop
Tryin' to get em on by sellin out the kid
A of me was with you but yo he died,
And I'm glad you stepped off 'cause I ain't no free rides
You bald headed peon
And fuck it mother if you want it lets get the beef on
I'm sure I'm sure ya
Are gonna try to back around but I'll ignore ya
It only one shot to floor ya
'cause I'm kid bitch and I'm real 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 worked a bitch to get the job done"
In the zone with rod serling
I goin' bald so fuck sy sperling
When I shoot I miss
And if I played the I'd probably blow it like this...