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Kid Rock - Killin Brain Cells Lyrics |
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| Current Rating: None | 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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