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` motherfucker that`s me
In the flesh and I guess I`m the best
In the motherfuckin midwest cuz there`s no contest
For the pimp, i`m 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 motherfuckin` 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 motherfuckers 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 motherfucker 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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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z 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` motherfucker that`s me In the flesh and I guess I`m the best In the motherfuckin midwest cuz there`s no contest For the pimp, i`m 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 motherfuckin` 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 motherfuckers 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 motherfucker 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... Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Killin` Brain Cells: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/110/1/8401.html Все тексты песен: Kid Rock » Kid Rock - I`m Wrong, But You Ain`t Right » Kid Rock - My Name Is ROCK » Kid Rock - I Wanna Go Back » Kid Rock - The Prodigal Son Returns » Kid Rock - Abdul Jabar Cut » Kid Rock - Killin` Brain Cells » Kid Rock - Intro » Kid Rock - Fuck That » Kid Rock - Back from The Dead » Kid Rock - Fuck Off » Kid Rock - Devil Without A Cause » Kid Rock - Welcome to The Party » Kid Rock - In So Deep » Kid Rock - The Upside » Kid Rock - Pimp of the Nation » Kid Rock - Roving Gangster (Rollin`) » Kid Rock - Blow Me » Kid Rock - my oedipus complex \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Kid Rock - Midnight Train to Memphis » Kid Rock - 3 Sheets To The Wind (What`s My Name) Рекомендуем скачать: » Евгения Ланцберг - Рус. яз. » Елена Квасницкая - В камине горит огонь... » Елена Фролова - Скала (сон) » Евгений Романов - Я возвращусь в родное лоно... » Евгений Муравьев - Судьбу стихами себе рисую... » Егор летов - Пуля виноватого найдет » Евгений Клячкин - Мокрый вальс (для спектакля Баллада о солдате) » Евгений Бабенко - Ответ Господа » Елена Фролова - Магдалина » Евгения Козина - Отрекаюсь от тебя, как от вины... » Екатерина Барановская - (стихотворение) » Елена Фролова - Песни счастливой зимы... » Е.Терлеева - Нам » Елена Казанцева - Люблю итальянцев » Евгений Клячкин, Александр Городницкий - Великие когда-то города... » Егор летов - Система » Елена Фролова - Я так тебя люблю, что стынет кровь внутри... » Елена Фролова - Солнечная нить » Евгений Банников - Неведомо куда » Елена Казанцева - Я к тебе хожу...
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