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Текст (слова) песни: Kid Rock - Killin Brain Cells

Kid rock that`s right you know I`m back ho
From the dead where I had to lay low
Seems strange but I ain`t changed nothing
Pot smokin` beer drinkin` mother fucker that`s me
In the flesh and I guess I`m the best
In the muther fuckin midwest cuz there`s no contest
For the pimp in the pimp of the nation
So fuck college and a good education
All we need to learn is how to hold hands
Then we could live in peace in my homeland
God damn the way my pain swells
I spend all my time killin` brain cells
The light shed on me was a dim gleam
So I live life in a bottle of Jim Beam
Droppin` dots or sniffin` that blow black,
I go to sleep at night watchin` Kojak
Fuck hoes cuz I`m no big fag
Roll with Zig Zags like to read skin mags
When I shoot I never miss
and if I played the bass I`d probably pluck it like this...
People wanna know what I`m thinkin` but I don`t care
So I keep my thoughts in a bottle of Cuervo
Just a wild young buck
Got banned from the shelter but I really don`t give a fuck
Cuz I still be clownin` suckers be frownin`
Forties of Busch I be poundin`
I ain`t dead in the head like Manson
I`m more laid back than muther fuckin` Ted Danson
Hanson brother style when I`m rumblin`
Couple of shots of Don Q and I be stumblin`
Fumblin` footballs hangin` in the pool halls
Out late night with my crew stealin` U-hauls
I`m not into havin` clean fun
I step into the party strapped with a machine gun
But I`m no gangster like Gotti
"I`m just an M.C. to put the boogie in the party"
Back in black plus a new track
And I won`t quit till your ears blow from feedback
When I shoot I never miss
And if I played the guitar I`d probably strum it like this...
So give it up bitch cuz I`m the kid rock
And today I know you don`t wanna get shot
You look gay you`re too cliche
So fuck all y`all hoes and yo Chuck pass the jay
Sellin` me out like bitches to make a quick buck
But muther fuckers like y`all just have no luck
Your little plan was a flop
Tryin` to get em on by sellin out the Kid Rock
A part of me was with you but yo he died,
And I`m glad you stepped off cuz I ain`t givin` no free rides
You little bald headed peon
And fuck it mother fucker if you want it lets get the beef on
Cuz I`m sure I`m sure ya
Are gonna try to come back around but I`ll ignore ya
It only takes one shot to floor ya
Cuz I`m Kid Rock bitch and I`m real mutha for ya
Better jet so cuz I won`t let no hoes from the metro
Take mine "what up doe"
Come look son I`m number one...
"Cuz I worked like a bitch to get the job done"
In the twilight zone with Rod Serling
I ain`t goin` bald so fuck Sy Sperling
When I shoot I never miss
And if I played the harmonica I`d probably blow it like this...

 

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