Testo Killin Brain Cells – Kid Rock

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Testo della canzone Killin Brain Cells di Kid Rock
Album: The Polyfuze Method
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…
the climb gets steep
The one who finds is the one who seeks
So I sought and fought
And alot I got taught
And although I left those who stole got caught
Many shows I rocked
Many suckers I laughed at
And those who snapped back usually got slapped
The cat if I was strap
Cause I was a sun of a gun
Livin life on the run
Now I pleaded 18 and outdone by none
Bold, Young, Handsome, Bad like Bronson
Pumpin the new sounds town to town
And when in motown I cool out in Greektown
On the upside with nuthin too high
The Genuine Article

They don’t wnat me
Cause I worked like a bitch to get the job done
Chuck nice break that beat down
Uh huh…Uh huh..Uh huh

Six Generations of rap and I’m first
Ready to burst, the style is rehearsed
I worked and worked and worked and I worked
When many thought I was just gettin jerked
Used, abused, but I paid my dues
And now no one out there could fill my shoes
And my pants and do this dance
This shit didn’t happen by chance
It went slow not quick, but now I’m your pick
Ain’t that a trip when I started from zip
And now up and up and up I wont stop
The flop just pop the flat top the Kid Rock
Yes me the low key MC
With the ability to rock a party
Anywhere and make people stare
I’m lookin while I’m cookin with no care
Pumpin the new sound town to town
Who holds it down like bad Leroy Brown
And still I wont stop growin this flat top
The Genuine Article

They don’t want me
Cause I worked like a bitch to get the job done

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