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Les paroles de Killin Brain Cells

Artiste:

Kid Rock

Album:

The Polyfuze Method

Titre:

Killin Brain Cells

Date d'ajout:

18/10/2007

Votes:

Vues:

38 fois

Paroles:

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

KDC...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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